One way to feel good about yourself is to love yourself… to take care of yourself.
As a person who is committed to improving your life whether it’s being committed to making your relationship work, being better at your job or a better parent shows you have a great desire for change, growth and you recognise that all of these things can improve your existence while helping you achieve the good things in life.
That all sounds so simple and dreamy doesn’t it? I know first hand how tiring always wanting or needing to please everyone can get. Life gets complicated when you’re trying to be everything to everyone. Sometimes you have to just be everything to YOU! Don’t burn yourself out trying or doing the impossible task of pleasing everyone!
This is my submission to Debbie’sForgiving Friday series, where she writes about and invite others to share their thoughts on Forgiveness, Self-Love and Personal Growth.
Since moving to Scotland I found that a lot of people both old and young are living alone, some by choice, some because they’re estranged from their families. With the holidays quickly approaching, I found this insightful article on living alone.
“Happiness is a choice. You can choose to be happy. There’s going to be stress in life, but it’s your choice whether you let it affect you or not.” ~Valerie Bertinelli
Ask a thousand people and they will say they wish to be happy. Happiness is often ranked just below wealth, sometimes about it, no matter the ranking they’re both usually at the top of everyone’s list and by now you should know that happinesscomes when you display the ability to deal with what life throws at you instead of the absence of conflicts in your life.
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.