|higher self hugging me|
|holding myself safe|
I’ve always thought that if I loved other people well, they would love me back, and we would all be happy and loved. I’m learning to love myself, show up for me, and be reliable and trustworthy with myself. It’s been a challenge but it feels better than wishing others would love me better. And then not really believing it was real anyway, if they did show up and try to love me.
What if I showed up for myself the way I wished others would show up for me? What if I believed I was deserving of that kind of deep, unconditional, unwavering love? What if I invested the time and attention into making myself feel loved, safe, cared for, as I would for someone else?