I love me, I love me not.

Self-love is something I struggle with on the daily. Some days it’s good, and some days it’s bad. Sometimes I wake up and already know the day is going to be bad, I’ll say things to myself like “ugh ew” “you’re huge that’s why you don’t have a boyfriend” “you have to lose weight before letting anyone else in.” Other days are more positive, and I’ll feel skinny, and my skin will be on point, and everything is fine. But most of the time the thoughts I have about myself are negative and self-degrading. I compare myself to everyone I see, oh she’s skinnier than me she’ll get the guys, look how tiny she is she’s so lucky, why did I get the bad pool of genetics? Other days I’ll sit back and think to myself, why am I complaining? Literally look at where I live, look at all the great friends I have, I don’t have anything to be complaining about, there are millions of people out there with absolutely nothing. Yet, I’m allowed to have feelings too? I’m not perfect, no one is, and all we can do is our best. You’re the only one who can make a change for the better in yourself, is what I try to tell myself. Trying to stop comparing myself to others has been one of my goals for this year, if you want to do something then do it, don’t let fear of the unknown or self-loathing hold you back.