I couldn´t agree with this more!I don't love myself but I have come to accept that I'm lovable and worthy of love (on good days). If we're not raised feeling loved and wanted it's so much work to feel loved. I've started to make peace with myself but sometimes I hate myself for falling into the same old traps that lead to getting hurt.
Er...no.Maybe its a boomer thing but I feel its a waste of time.I think it's more important to love others that are close to you and show it as much as possible.Do you love yourself? And what does it mean to love yourself? Discuss.
Well said, totally agree.I don't love myself but I have come to accept that I'm lovable and worthy of love (on good days). If we're not raised feeling loved and wanted it's so much work to feel loved. I've started to make peace with myself but sometimes I hate myself for falling into the same old traps that lead to getting hurt.
Thank you so much.I couldn´t agree with this more!
I wish that more people understood this. If you are raised being taught to swim, you can swim. If you are raised being taught to paint, you can be an artist. But if you are raised and you´re constantly given the message that you are a burden or otherwise lesser than, you´ll struggle with that in life.
I am sorry you had to feel that way and that this is something you consciously have to deal with that while other people drift throughout all of life without ever becoming conscious that confidence is something that is given to you early in life, like handing someone a passport. Some of us don´t get the passport, and then get treated like vagabonds.
I wish you much peace and love and acceptance in your journey of life.
So why does it have to be a ¨boomer¨ thing? Can you live outside of your own world long enough to even realize that maybe not everyone had chill parents that did their own thing? Are you even capable of conceding that there are parents out there who actively take out their own traumas, whether purposefully or not, on their own kids? Maybe not everyone has the whole Brady Bunch thing going in their families. Your parents may have been doing their own thing, but it doesn´t sound like you ever picked up a remote idea that other people don´t get to have the same life you did.Er...no.Maybe its a boomer thing but I feel its a waste of time.I think it's more important to love others that are close to you and show it as much as possible.
Alright my parents didn't show me alot of affection as a kid that I can remember but I was always out and about in a gang or playing by myself.My parents would just do there own thing I was left to my own devices until my mother in my 20's would give me a hug when off on holidays and would say that she loved me.This maybe why I've never really thought about it.
I would I suppose be a bit vane checking my Barnet or suit/clothes in a passing mirror just to check I looked sharp enough but that was just in that moment .I don't really think that's loving yourself.
Funnily enough I was asked this by my kid the other day and I just couldn't answer because I've never really thought about it..as above
But really you lot worry about alot more stuff than we did.
Likes chaos, imperfection. Has rambling long sentences. You should be a politician.I'm not sure. Neutral seems to be a good word. Maybe understanding to some extent. If anything I tend to get frustrated and inpatient with I and my choices or their lack, but thankfully less now than in the past. I love myself when I feel loved, dislike or hate when I sense I'm more of a nuisance in others' eyes; sometimes, ashamed of my presence.
I tend to like chaos and imperfections like, poorly cared for plants, broken and chipped cups, used and second hand items still being used or brought back to life, the history behind them. Often, they are beyond repair but with some decorative or aesthetic dimension or intimate history. I feel like one of them, broken, imperfect, sometimes barely useful, sometimes dying, and this is what I like about myself, but there is no inherent love or hate.
I hate my ramblings though, and long sentences
Why not. I can even lie profusely and smoothly when needed.Likes chaos, imperfection. Has rambling long sentences. You should be a politician.
I think shame gets in there somewhere in our childhood and it's like a resistant infection -- it is really hard to get rid of once it gets in there... and it causes all sorts of honeysuckle to happen. I, for one, am very happy that you are here.I'm not sure. Neutral seems to be a good word. Maybe understanding to some extent. If anything I tend to get frustrated and inpatient with I and my choices or their lack, but thankfully less now than in the past. I love myself when I feel loved, dislike or hate when I sense I'm more of a nuisance in others' eyes; sometimes, ashamed of my presence.
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