Let Go and Be Free
Discover tips on self-healing, overcome a dysfunctional childhood and find happiness.
Do you see yourself as beautiful?
Or do you listen to the shades of your past?
As a kid, my classmates called me “four eyes” and “rope man” because I wore glasses and thin. I dealt with bullies in high school and did my best to get by. In my family, my grandfather called me a bookworm because I always had my nose in a book.
I recommend that you pick up Sonya Renee Taylor’s book The Body Is Not an Apology. Here’s a quote to think on: “I want to assure you: Radical self-love is not light years away. It is not away at all. It lives in you. It is your very essence.”
I have a secret that I don’t talk about a lot. I have a mild form of Pectus Excavatum which means that when I was born my chest was sunken in. As a kid, I feared changing in the locker room for gym because I didn’t want the other kids to make fun of me.
If there is one lesson that I wish I would have learned earlier in life, it’s this: Love yourself.
I sought to complete myself in relationships, threw myself into work, and writing, but I didn’t spend the time to focus on myself. I loved myself enough, but I wasn’t in love with me. I mistakenly thought that to be satisfied and complete in life that I needed to fall in love with someone else. And when I did meet someone, I’d spend all my energy into building up the relationship but stopped work on myself and spending time with friends and family.
