I used to be pretty good at beating myself up.
I’d lie in bed at night for hours running over all the ways I’ve ever failed (there are lots!) but neglecting the ways I’d done well.
I expect a lot from myself. And so I’d get disappointed when I’m anything less than perfect.
So my new year’s resolution last year was simple:
Be kind to myself.
As in... exceptionally kind. This meant changing my thought patterns and default habits.
What I realised is that when I am kind to myself, I am so much more confident. I no longer rely on compliments from others to feel good.
Because I’m kind to myself, I don’t feel tied to other people’s opinions. I care less about what other people think. I love my body more. And it feels fantastic.
To be kind to yourself is to love yourself.
Being kind is the act. The result is loving yourself.
Start with the act. The feeling will follow.
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