Loving Myself2 min read

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Loving yourself. Sounds simple right? Ha. Definitely not. Loving myself has been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I know that sounds so silly, but it’s the truth. I’ve always been one of those people who loves making others happy so much, that they forget about themselves. This has been my life. I had a good childhood. I was the only child, so you’d think I could have mastered this “loving yourself” thing, but unfortunately it never came easy for me. I spent most of my time playing sports, staying busy, so I could avoid my biggest fear of being alone.

I hated being alone with every fiber of my being. Being alone meant having to be there… by myself…with my thoughts. Which I didn’t want… because I didn’t love myself. When it came to relationships and even friendships, I put so much into the other person that I didn’t even care about my wants or needs. This always ended tragically. So when these relationships ended, I would feel lost, worthless, and defeated.

Only until about 2 months ago, did I fully learn how to love myself. I just had gotten out of a two year long relationship with someone I thought I was marrying. Queue heartbreak. This time was different. I woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and realized I was okay. I was the most okay I had ever been. It was 6:57pm on a Sunday night, and I was ALONE and I was okay. I realized I didn’t need people, places, or anything to make me happy. This was only the beginning. Learning to love yourself is a process and although I may have a long way to go, I’ve realized I’m only human. I will only ever be human, but that I am so totally in love with this human I am. Love yourself. Learn who you are. And never let ANYONE take that away from you.

Story submitted by Faith