Love—Even for Myself

I’ve always had a particularly hard time with loving myself. A lot of us do. I have major depression, so it and my lack of love for myself reinforce each other. I often dislike myself. Influences in my background led me to believe that loving yourself meant you were arrogant or prideful, and that if you love yourself the way you are now, you’ve given up and won’t be able to improve yourself or grow. And it definitely led me to believe that being a hard worker was the only way to redeem yourself. 🔒

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