I’ve talked about my worst sides. It was a bit painful to pour out my deepest insecurest and the worries that sometimes leave awake at night. But I still have something to bring to world, just by being me (and so have you!).
I don’t hate myself, but I don’t think I’m perfect either. Far from perfect actually. But so is everyone else, no matter how shiny and amazing they seem from afar. I’m writing this of my worst sides, not as an act of self-loathing, but self-love, actually.
How? Read to find out.
It’s January, a time for reflection and looking at our life and current situation. I don’t make resolutions, but there’s a few things that I think we should leave back in 2017 before we lock that door shut.