This year I will surround myself with people who see the real me and reflect that image back to me, not just through their words, but through their actions.
I’m here to love me now... I’ve closed the door on him, and if he’s out in the cold, sick, sad and old, it was his conscious choice, not mine.
Self-love is softening to the things I don’t like about myself and bringing compassion. It means being willing to be where I am, as I am.
People are lonely, we need touch, we need tenderness, we need to be held, just like a baby who needs affection to thrive.