I have to be honest. As much as I go on about the importance of loving oneself, I'm not quite there yet. I'm more at a point of self-acceptance, and even that is stretching it a bit. But you want to know something? It has still made a world of difference. I used to be on the very opposite end of the spectrum: I hated myself. This is no exaggeration, and it went on for decades. I developed many self-destructive habits as a teenager and throughout my twenties. So it's no wonder that it's been extremely difficult to make it to the other side. But I am getting there, step by step. I'm working extra hard at the moment. My goal is to be confident enough that I am stable with my emotions and to become self-sufficient and independent. This is a huge thing for me. I have a mental health disability and haven't been lucky enough to still be fully or mostly-functioning. I am determined that this ends now and that I will make a complete turnaround soon.
I owe it to my readers (I can see I'm beginning to get some more views! Hopefully I will get subscribers soon) to be honest about my struggles and not give off the impression that I'm fully recovered and that things are becoming easy for me. Easier, yes. But certainly not easy.
Here's to new beginnings 🌠🌈🌟🩷💕
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