My singing voice.
My ability to articulate emotions.
My writing.
The way that I think (mostly).
The way I don’t do anything half-baked.
My motivation.
The way that I love.
All of the love I have to give.
All of the empathy I have for my fellow humans.
How I am able to pick up on people’s personalities.
My education in psychology.
The relationships I’m able to build, even if I have difficulty sustaining them.
My eyes. They’re pretty.
My fashion taste. I like pretty things.
All of my crafts and the pride it gives to me.
How I am a survivor, above all else.
My intellect.
Sometimes, my faulty logic!
My enthusiasm.
My passion.
My ability to willingly and lovingly play a support role in the lives of others.
My fierce loyalty to friends and family.
My forgetfulness. It’s hard to hold a grudge that way.
My creativity.
My resolve.
My focus.
The way I’m able to be introspective.
My open-mindedness.
My chest. I mean, come on now!
How I have the tendency to be honest to the point of bluntness.
How I am not able to lie.
My drive to keep going.
And my openness to exercises like this.
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Narcissism vs Gratitude
Since beginning this blog in 2007 I’ve spoken frequently of the importance of loving ourselves.
When I wrote this post I was worried it would make me look like a narcissist. When I recently reposted it as part of the Voice of the Past series this same fear of being viewed as arrogant and self-absorbed returned; resulting in several arguments with myself over whether I should post it, and after I did, whether I should remove it. To this day I still think it makes me look self-important, vain and narcissistic.
But does it? Aren’t those fears yet another example of the negative way I view myself?
If we do not love ourselves, we cannot expect other people to love us; and if we don’t believe in ourselves, then how can we expect anyone else to believe in us?
Learning to love yourself is not an…
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