I will allow myself to make mistakes without being hard on myself. And I will stop being hard on myself for the mistakes of the past. I will embrace my imperfections rather than be critical of myself.
I will be kind to myself.
I will treat myself the way I treat others. I will love myself the way I love others. I will look in the mirror and know I am special and something wonderful. With or without picking. With or without the love of the one I'm missing.
I will be gentle with myself.
I will baby myself through this hard time. I will treat myself as though I am sick, and surround myself with the metaphorical chicken soup of self-love and forgiveness. I will tend to my needs the way I would tend to the needs of others. I am a walking wound to be wrapped. I am old bones to be laid to rest.
I will heal.
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