Well it worked for him...It's time for a change.
Well, multiple changes actually. This weekend I took a long hard look at myself and realised that I'm not entirely happy with what I see. Or, at least, I'm not entirely happy with how I see myself. I have a tendency to put myself down, to blame myself for things that aren't my fault and to beat myself up about things that are beyond my control.
Noone likes a misery. Noone wants to read the ramblings of a sad, lonely old cow. Noone wants to be around someone who can't stop moaning. I wrote a post on this back in December and I meant every single word of it. I was confident. I was happy. I was starting to love myself. But somewhere along the line... another break up, words said out of spite, grudges being held.... I lost those feelings. I lost myself.
But I'm starting to find her again. Instead of just talking about making changes, I'm actually doing it. I am changing. I am growing. Little by little I am becoming a better person. A person who won't be treated like a doormat any longer. A person with her own mind. Independent, self-assured and happy in her own skin. She will come back.
And when she does, she'll be stronger than ever before. Stronger than even I know.
"You must love yourself before you love another. By accepting yourself and fully being what you are, your simple presence can make others happy."
