People often mistake taking time to yourself as narcissistic, unimportant and a waste of time; but self care isn’t just about self-help books, candlelit bubble baths and face masks. Self care is about taking the well needed time that you need to lift yourself up, praise yourself for how far you’ve come, and allowing yourself to breathe in, breathe out and just, be.
Self love isn’t a destination… it’s a journey. It’s the daily process of continuously showing up for ourselves to allow ourselves the opportunity to be better than we were the day before.
We question why we fail time and time again to achieve the things we had so tirelessly set out to accomplish; but our worth is not defined by our failures. Let me repeat that again. Our worth is NOT defined by our failures.
We’ve become so fearful of disappointments, that our progressions, dreams and prosperities have been silenced by all-consuming self doubt and apprehension of the unknown. But why have we allowed ourselves to become so accepting of our growth hindering stagnancies and lack of self improvement, when our lives have developed into an unconsciously predictable, monotonous routine, day in, day out? Why are we constantly running into immobilizing roadblocks and why can we never seem to find our way out of the impenetrable darkness that has become ourselves… the darkness that is our belief that we will never be anything greater, stronger and wiser than what we are in this very moment?
The strongest thing about you was the thing he had forgotten to appreciate… your audacity.
There was a time that you had loved him so passionately with each and every inch of your delicate, naïve heart… but now there’s nothing more than just a lingering emptiness inside your chest where his heart used to rest silently against yours, entangled within your existence. And sometimes, you catch yourself thinking about the days when everything was just a little bit simpler… when every embrace felt like home and every kiss felt like eternity.
Let go of whatever and whoever hurt you. Choose to heal, choose to recover… choose happiness. You are NOT defined by the failures of your past, the people that hurt you or the mistakes that you’ve made. You are not defined by the missed opportunities that you gave up because you were anxiously waiting for something better to arrive, that never did. You are not defined by your imperfections, insecurities and inadequacies; they are what make you, you… and darling, nothing compares to you.