I’ve spent most of my life apologizing for who I am.
If I could just fix or change myself then others would accept me and love me. Life would be better, right?
So, I followed the people-pleasing script. I said what other people wanted me to say; I acted the way other people wanted me to act, and I became what other people wanted me to be.
And much to my surprise, this magic formula didn’t work.
Then one night, during a self-assassination therapy session with my counselor, I declared my “brokenness”.
With tears rolling down my face, I blurted out the awful truth, “I am broken, defective and flawed”. There, I said it, now I could breathe.
My counselor smiled at me. She shook her head, and said the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard, “You’re not broken, just slightly bent”.
In that moment, I understood. Maybe for the 1st time in my life, that self-love is where the magic begins!
~ Acceptance Is A Gift ~ Cherish Yourself
