Conversations with myself have been one-sided. “Who’ll read your writing?” “You’re too sick to do anything with your life.” “Who wants to be around you?” “You’re not enough.” “You suck.” “You’re never enough.”
This will change. It is changing. I am awakening into appreciation for Self. I cut self-loathing from my tongue. I speak kinder to myself. With love.
“I am the best me I can be at this moment, and I will only become better.”
“I give and receive love. I am love.”
“I’m a damn good writer. I can make a living with words.”
“I am enough.”