I have worked a lot on loving myself in the last years. I now know rationally that I am fantastic and that I am worthy of love and that there are people (myself included) that love me. (WIN!!)
However, it seems that on an emotional level things haven’t caught up (yet). In my body, like deep in my bones, I still believe that I am unloveable and that it’s impossible to love me.
Thanks for your help!
Answer:
I LOVE THESE WINS!! YAY YOU!!!!!
A belief is a thought that we have on repeat. If you tallied up the years you’ve spent repeating the idea that you’re unlovable to yourself, how many years is that? How many years have you worked on rationally knowing that you’re fantastic and worthy of love and that there are people that love you (including you!)?
This reminds me of little kids. Do you expect a 2 or 3 year old to be a perfect walker? Or that a 2 or 3 year old’s capacity to walk at this particular age is a guarantee of their ability to walk at age…10? 16? 25? What if you let yourself be a young self-lover, and viewed yourself with the same awe that you would a toddler learning to walk in new terrain?