In Love With Me

And I began to fall in love with myself…

I am completely aware of how weird that sounds.  But these days, we don’t love ourselves. We don’t find ourselves attractive or worthy of any type of love. I have heard the saying, “You have to love yourself before anyone will love you,” my entire life, and it is finally starting to make sense. Being in love with yourself doesn’t mean being obsessed with yourself or being conceited. It doesn’t mean you’re selfish. It’s quite the opposite. It means you think of yourself less often because you aren’t so wrapped up in how you look or act. It’s like when you’re in love with someone and you don’t mind any of their flaws. You disregard the weird, embarrassing things they do or say because you’re so in love. You don’t worry about their looks unless you’re admiring the beauty of their uniqueness. So when you love yourself, you’re content with being you and you’re finally ready for someone else to love you like you love you, or even more than that. Much more than that.

I don’t think any young adult is completely satisfied with themselves, but I think some of us are finally getting it. It’s about giggling to yourself when you do something dumb your future husband/wife will probably think is cute. It’s smiling when your hair is pulled up in a mess because you know that will be his favorite way to see you. You start appreciating all the things you have always hated about yourself because they are the things that make you you and that will make someone fall madly in love with you one day very soon. 

 

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