“Owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we’ll ever do.” —Brené Brown
Where do I begin?
It feels unfamiliarly odd to be writing right now. My ‘mini-break’ turned out to be much longer than intended. A lot of soul searching. A lot of questions. A lot of doubts. And a whole lot of tears. More tears than I ever wanted to experience. And although it felt painful; many sleepless nights filled with overwhelming anxiety, it felt unbelievably necessary. Detoxing is never easy. And I don’t mean clean diets to flush out your digestive system. I mean truly detoxing what needs to be removed from your life all together. Detoxing bad habits, toxic ways of thinking. Detoxing and separating yourself from people who do not have your best interest. IT’S NEVER EASY. I haven’t written in two months because honestly, I was not in a good place emotionally. The holidays were a painful reminder of what could be, rather than what was. I had high hopes for the New Year. A fresh start, a new slate. Instead what I got was a harsh realization that nothing heals overnight. Seems like everyday I struggled with accomplishing simple tasks, such as laundry and cooking. Sleeping became impossible. Weeks and weeks spent being sleep deprived and feeling defeated. I like to think of myself as an over achiever. Not being able to write, focus on work, plan a wedding, or even do simple household tasks had me feeling like the ultimate failure. Nothing brings you down like self-pity. It festers inside of you until it erupts like a volcano. Then before you know it, everyone is looking at you like a hot head and trying to dodge your self-pitied lava that seems to burn everything in sight, including yourself. And you really want to know what’s almost unbearable? Truly looking at yourself and realizing in some way, shape, or form, you have contributed to your own unhappiness. This is what I have been up to in my absence.
Self-love does not always look like bubble baths and candles. Sometimes self-love requires you to sit in your own darkness and push yourself to find the light. Here comes the transparency: I’m not there yet. But I am taking great strides in reaching that light. My form of self-love was disconnecting and spending time in solitude. I uninstalled all my social media apps from my phone. I suffer from FOMO: Fear of Missing Out. I would scroll and scroll and compare myself to other people in their pictures. They all looked so…happy. And I would think to myself, “What do I have to do to feel what they are feeling?” Cue even more self-pity. I have this incredible knack of putting myself down. Sometimes I find myself wondering why certain people are not accepting of me, or why I constantly feel like an outsider. I can be in a room full of people and still feel utterly alone. It really is a curse. During the month of January, I barely talked to anyone or even went outside to events or hangouts with friends. Everything felt too hard, too overwhelming. I would look at myself in the mirror and think, “wow, you really look how you feel- miserable.” I began questioning my self-worth and competence in almost every area of my life. What’s even worse, I started questioning those around me. And because of this, I isolated myself because I was convinced that no one would want to be around me like this. I finally decided it was time to go to the doctor. Not only because the lack of sleep was affecting my mental health but because it was affecting my physical health as well. I had a hard time concentrating. I would struggle with migraines daily. I began having neck and back pain. There were even a couple of times when I would get so lightheaded that my vision would fade. I went to the doctor and although I haven’t received a definitive answer as to why I cannot sleep besides the obvious reason of struggling with my anxiety, one thing was confirmed by the doctor- I am moderately depressed. He prescribed me medication, which normally I am against, but it was time to throw the white flag and accept that I need help and no longer have control. Self-love is recognizing you need help and cannot do it all on your own. I still need to get blood work done and I am looking into therapy, but for now, I seem to be sleeping better these days. I have been diving into reading more. A book a month is my overall goal. The clarity about disconnecting from social media is the realization that you have this abundance of time to do other hobbies and really connect with yourself. So that’s exactly what my focus has been on. My form of self-love is realizing that I am not okay and that’s okay. It’s okay to put certain things on hold in your life to make sure you are catering to your own well-being. It’s perfectly okay to take some time apart from your normal activities. If you don’t show up for yourself, how can you expect yourself to show up for others. Self-love is recognizing that you can no longer neglect yourself.
I turned 30 on January 30, 2020. A new decade of life. My 20s were filled with lessons. I am sure my 30s will be no different. The only difference is the realization that I have the power to truly love myself and be unapologetic about my flaws. I am imperfectly perfect. I am a 30-year-old who suffers from anxiety and depression but that does not make me a victim. It’s only an acknowledgement for the purpose of continuing my journey of healing. I am intelligent. I am beautiful. I am strong. My capacity to feel does not make me weak. It does not hinder me. I will always honor the compassion within me. It’s what makes me, me. No one can do me like me. That is what separates me from the next person. Our qualities are what separates us from others and makes us so special. But in the same respect, self-love is acknowledging the areas of yourself that could use improvement. I told myself I would return to social media on my birthday. I had it all planned. A fire selfie with a caption filled with nothing but positivity. Reposts of my birthday shout outs. It was all so…ridiculous. Like why? Why did any of this matter?! It didn’t. Ego is a scary and powerful quality within us all. It will have you feeling so entitled and will make anything seem overly important, even if it isn’t. What was even worse is that for a moment, I thought the validation of others would make me happy. Why did I need this kind of validation to feel loved? How can genuine love come from a social media app? I should have the ability to feel loved and valued regardless. Furthermore, I should not feel the need to post to show others that I am having such a great time on my birthday. I really had to put myself in check that day. In the end of my whole thought process, I decided to enjoy my birthday to the fullest. To be present in the moment and express gratitude for another year of life. And that’s exactly what I did. I took myself to the spa and got a deep tissue massage and facial. I met up with one of my best friends and we had lunch at The Cheesecake Factory. I celebrated life with my other best friend and met her new baby, who was born just 5 days prior. And then I went home and packed for a weekend at the Smoky Mountains. Me and five other friends had a blast in Tennessee. I couldn’t think of a better way to welcome a new decade. I am excited for what the years will bring. Like fine wine, I only get better. I vow to accept change, to accept love, to accept the obstacles, to accept whatever life throws at me. I will work at accepting it all. But most importantly, I vow to accept myself wholeheartedly, with all of my flaws and imperfections. And that ladies and gentlemen, is the true essence of self-love. It takes constant work and effort. You will fall and rise and then fall again. You will have to brush the dirt off your own shoulders. At times, you will have to be your biggest cheerleader and your own support system. But if you always do your best, you cannot fail. I’m excited to be back into the flow of writing. Only time will tell what will happen from here. The poem below was written by me a few months ago, but never published. The irony is that I resonate with it so much more now than I did then. Sending everyone so much love and pocketing some for myself.
An Open Letter.
How have you been? I heard you was uneasy and that you needed a friend.
I heard you haven’t been sleeping. I heard you just stay up. Worrying about everything you cannot solve because nothing is ever enough.
I heard you cry when no one is looking because others ignore your pain. So, you stand there with a smile hoping the pain will fade.
I heard you show up for others and often forget yourself. Because being labeled ‘selfish’ is not what you want to be about.
I heard you fear judgement because this world can be so cold. You have abandonment issues that won’t go away, no matter how old.
I heard you have resentment issues. Issues resent you back. I heard the biggest resentment issues you struggle with, stay tied to your back.
But hey, who am I to judge? I’m only a reflection of what you can be if you learn how to just love yourself.
I can show you. I can offer my help. But you are going to have to stop acting like you have everything under control.
Sit down and listen- this is what you do. Get up every morning and remember to always do you.
Remember how far you have come. Give yourself a break. Grant yourself some grace and let all the doubts escape.
You are beautiful. You are intelligent. You are loved. Your value is not based on anyone’s opinions because you always rise above.
You are resilient and brilliant. You have gone through so much. Do yourself a favor and start showing yourself some love.
And if you ever need a reminder, I’m always here for you, love. I’ll always be your biggest supporter to boost you all the way up.
One day you won’t have to look for me in the mirror. One day that self-love won’t feel like an impossible thing to do. And in that moment, you’ll remember the rose that bloomed from the concrete. The rose that became you.
15 thoughts on “An Ode to Self-Love.”
This made me tear up. Self love is so important and you’re absolutely right, social media dictates lives now a days. It’s crazy. Dealing with yourself and negative energy is a lot to battle, I’m currently dealing with this and it’s not easy. I’m so glad you sought out help and are taking the steps towards healing yourself love.
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I have missed your writing! You’re so real about life and your experiences. Thank you for sharing. You continue to motivate and inspire with your words.. self love is something that comes with acceptance never easy b/c it’s the moment we take a look at ourselves and accept who we really are. It becomes the purest love. Remember , Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path. ❤️
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Amen to that last sentence ♥️ thank you for always hearing me when I open up like this. Your support means the world to me. Sending you all of my love and light.
I love you and I’m always here if you need anything. I’m glad this post showed you that you are not alone. I pray for your own healing ♥️
I love this so much, Ang. This is very relatable & has a great perspective on how to look at things & handle them differently. Nice to know some people can be transparent & speak on these type of topics that are not always so easy to admit. We all go thru things & being transparent helps lift each other up. 🖤 love you.
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It was so hard opening up like this. It’s like peeling layers of your skin back and showing others you need help and you’re not ok. It feels beyond vulnerable. Thank you for reading ♥️ I love you.
This ♥️ “Sometimes self-love requires you to sit in your own darkness and push yourself to find the light.” Your blog had me in tears as I am currently struggling with self-love / self-worth. Let me stop before I start crying again. Love, love, loved this post!
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I love you and it’s okay to cry. Thank you for reading ♥️ sending you all of my love and light. I’m here if you ever need me!
I absolutely loved this. Everyone goes through this in life or very similar and if someone says they don’t or didn’t they are lying to themself. What a great way to peel the layers off. Keep writing you are a natural! Love you.
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Thank you so much for reading and sharing this with me. It’s definitely like peeling layers of my skin back and exposing flesh. Completely vulnerable. I’m so happy and relieved of the outpouring of love I’ve been receiving after this. Thank you again. Love you.
My God! You’ve outdone yourself once again. I’ve always told you that I feel like I connect with each and everyone of your blogs but this, this blog took me to a time in my life. A time that I felt each and every one of these emotions. It wasn’t a happy time in my life, I struggled with self love deeply. Oh great now I’m crying as I’m typing, but you have to know how much this blog means to me. I had to learn to love me, to be selfish and do the things that we’re going to help me grow as an individual. Rather that was reading, writing, kayaking or goin to the beach and listening to the waves. I overcame a lot of what you’re going through and went through years ago and this blog put me back in that setting. Thank you for that! This blog was a beautiful reminder of how far I’ve come. Sorry for the story but you had to know how this blog touched me. Keep doing you!!! You’re doing a great job! Self love is a lifelong journey my friend and you’re on the right path!
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And now you have me crying 😩 thank you so much for sharing and it makes me incredibly happy to know that this blog touched your heart and had such an impact on you. It really is the reason why I write- to connect and touch others. Thank you for always supporting the way you do ♥️ it does not go unnoticed. And thank you for your love and encouragement 🙏🏼
Ang it’s such a blessing to be surrounded by your honestly and our self love reassurance long talks. I admire you in so many ways. I’m glad your writings are back! Yayyy #2020 #TheStrengthOfAWoman ❤️
Aww thank you so much my love! ❤ I appreciate you and all of our conversations. Thank you so much for always being so supportive!