Accepting yourself, when you can’t see anyone else who does, is the hardest.
It takes strength. It takes courage. It takes what is strongest in the entire world. I don’t know that I have the bravery to prize myself unconditionally.
Instead I remember the criticisms, rejections, speeding indifference, and loneliness of being alone, trapped inside a form I didn’t believe deserved love. The most beautiful souls would implore me to see an answer beyond my understanding, that I am enough to love me. And they are right. It is the only real answer.