Wednesday, June 19, 2013
I'd be lying if I didn't admit that sometimes, not very often, but sometimes, I feel bad about having wasted so much time not liking myself. I could blame many things and as many people for a variety of reasons about why I didn't like me. In the end it's pointless to blame, if not for the exercise of practicing forgiveness. I lament all the times I wasn't watching out for myself, being downright self-destructive, at times. I feel awful, then. I then, also, remind myself that if it weren't for the ability to recognize when I didn't like myself all that much, I couldn't appreciate how great it feels to be at peace with me and my conscience. To be happy.I couldn't compare the difference. I also realize that some people never get to the loving themselves part of life. Some people never get to like who they are, and who they've become. For some people it's quite the opposite, always. Some people never know it is okay to like themselves and behave accordingly. Most people assume that everybody automatically love themselves. And that is just not true. I would like to invite all reading this to allow themselves to be happy even if just for five minutes. Forget all the sadness and imagine you happy again, if you aren't already. If you are already happy then put a little sugar in that bowl, you can never have too much! - Man was I drunk!