Self love is tricky. It sounds simple. It sounds like an easy thing to do. It sounds as if there are a bunch of cliches that get shared around on social media.
It sounds as if it’s about working out, eating right, drinking water, and getting plenty of sleep.
In fact, self love is pretty much like this:
“To be nobody but
yourself in a world
which is doing its best day and night to make you like
everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”
― e.e. cummings
Self love is not about being perfect, or acting like you are, but about being unapologetically yourself.
I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. And guess what? Neither are you. No one ever is, unless you try to fit in, unless you try to please everyone, in which case you become what everyone needs/wants you to be, until there’s not much left of you left.
Yes, I am an acquired taste. Don’t like me? Acquire some taste.
I love this quote for this reason. I do not have to be defined by others. I define myself. I love myself enough to know that it happens rarely that someone has your best interests at heart. It happens maybe once or twice in your life that someone’d truly ride or die with you.
Most often though, you are alone. Utterly and inconsolably so. You live as you dream. Alone. No matter who sleeps besides you at night.
And if you have to look in the heart and minds of others for your own sense of self-worth, you’ll be miserable.
So, yeah, I am an acquired taste, and if you don’t like me, you’d better acquire some damn taste.