A hug for my heart
In years gone by, there have been times when I was so unhappy with how old I was, where I was living, what I had not accomplished, and what I felt I lacked. Nothing felt good enough in my life. I always waited for the next thing to complete or make me happy. More specifically, I thought: when I had a boyfriend, graduated, had my career going, had things more "figured out," or had...I don't know, "less problems" or something? It was always something. Lately, and after years of difficult, personal healing work, I've been letting go of this mindset. It's a process. It's not perfect. I'm really hard on myself much of the time. Learning to give myself the same grace and compassion I offer others has been a huge part of my own healing. While I know that no one would have chosen the painful things I've been through, perhaps part of me still believes deep inside that no one wants to date me because I went through grief, loss, illness, and medical tr