Loving myself was easy.
Once I learnt that no one can make you feel anything, we are the master of our own emotions. And yet how easily we become their slaves.
As Julia Roberts once said ‘the bad stuff is easier to believe’, and I drowned myself in other’s jaded opinions of me.
I used to tie the power of my self worth up in their tumultuous emotions, torturing myself with their opinions, punishing myself with their harsh words, and rash accusations.
Loving myself was easy, it was deprogramming myself from seeking validation in others opinions that was hard.