I know I’ve been beyond guilty of neglecting my relationship with myself. I’ve put far too many people and things ahead of myself, but I’ve done it on purpose. Why lie?
I’ve done it to escape the fact that I absolutely have to face myself.
I took shrooms a few years ago in the beginning of a terrible break up that would reshape the way I viewed the world, and you know what I discovered? That I absolutely loved myself. That even through the ups and downs, the success and the failures, I was happy with who I had worked to grow up to be.
Now does that sound incredibly cocky to me now? Kind of but also kinda not.
I do love myself.
I love the good, the bad, the strange, and the far too normal things about me.
But why?
I think, honesty?
Because I’ve made consistent actions to move towards the directions of my dreams, including towards the version of myself I’ve always wanted to be.
If you were to go on a shroom induced giggle fest, what do you think you’d feel about yourself? Would you love the version of yourself you are today? What would you want to do to continue that feeling? Would you be dubious the version that you are? Then what would you do to change that path?