Talk About Someone You Love: Week 13

@usefulSummer3139

Tagging GS:

@usefulSummer3139

I want to talk about one of my friends! He's so nice to me and makes me laugh. I feel like that's an important quality — to genuinely be interested in what someone else has to say!

Tagging @Lucy2 to continue!

@usefulSummer3139

Sweet post, Summer. Glad to hear your friend makes you feel nice important by making you laugh and listening intently to you. It is indeed a wonderful quality, when someone shows interest in what we have to say. ❤

Talking about @Aikyaa01 today, because she is one of the sweetest, most compassionate people I've ever come across. Aikyaa is always checking in with people, ensuring they are doing okay, allowing them a safe space to be themselves. Aikyaa is super thoughtful, kind, caring, loving, sweet (ooh I said it before but still not enough), considerate, warm, encouraging, fun to be around, supportive, and simply the best hooman one can ask for as a friend. I'm grateful to be her friend and to have her in my life. ❤ (ps: no crying 😛 *hugs tight*)

I’m going to take one small step for woman, and one giant leap for womankind and talk about myself.

I love myself!

I love how far I’ve come. I love that I can even write or say this without throwing my device across the room.

I love that I kept going and didn’t give up, that when I did give up I saved myself, that I wrote endless pages of affirmations. I’m glad for the courses I took, the workshops, the retreats, the routines and rituals I engaged in to learn and to live.

I love the years of counselling I attended. I love that I decided to give up on struggling, resenting and excusing so much self directed toxic behaviour. I love that I wake up every day willing to practice all that I’ve learned. I love seeing progress. I love hitting the green lights and seeing so much good happening these day.

I love the amazing effort I’ve put into myself.

I love that I pick myself back up when I broke.

I love the courage, strength and wisdom I have when it took weeks, month or years to put myself back together in a stronger, faster, smarter form. I did it and I’m doing it. And I did it for the distant star of hope of knowing that one day I will be a beautiful butterfly and not this depressed, limited caterpillar.

I love myself. I accept myself. I approve of myself.

Well...not really.

But I love my willingness to learn and to change, even though it’s such a small willingness, even though my thoughts are still like poison sometimes because a good thought is 1000 times strong then a negative one and has the power to alter my life forever...no matter how I try to diminish it with too many cookies and too much disaster and too much disappointment.

I love how the cycle continues, allowing the same lesson to come for tea until I’m able to learn what I need to learn it. I love the healthy boundaries I’ve been setting and reinforcing. I love that I’ve been budgeting, decluttering and reframing my critical thoughts into more positive ones with daily mental, physical and soul exercises.

I love how I’m learning to tend the garden of my own life, growing my health, wealth and happiness with more joy every day.

I love myself for the tough times I’ve gone through - the chronic homelessness, illness and poverty because it is teaching me to become the person I always wanted to be...empathetic, successful, kind. I don’t always love it, but that’s okay because I love how I’m learning to accept my feelings, express them appropriately and to love approve of myself exactly as I am.

I love your age. It’s very different then ten years ago! I love how sad and depressed and crazy this makes you. It’s terrible that the best years of your life were wasted. That your life has become an ocean of regret. But I love that you’re resourceful, and resilient and that you keep going...looking for the positive, seeking the good in people, places and things.

I love that you asked for help when you needed it - that you kept yourself off the streets and off drugs - even if it was just in a homeless shelter or transition home, hotel or friends’ couch.

I love that even though some people you thought were friends, that you trusted, stole from you and hurt you, you kept going; I love that you seek to understand, to free yourself of the damaging patterns of ignorance.

I love that you’re becoming more willing to love and respect these people, places and things who are and were so painful and harmful and hurtful to you - that you’re seeing that it hurts you more then it hurts them to hang on to the past.

Love that you notice the bigger picture and are adapting and growing yourself to fit in it - stretching yourself like the trunk and canopy of a tree with the help of ever deepening roots - you are not staying small.

I love that you are choosing to grow into the space you have been given with a positive mindset and I love you for that, even if you’re not doing it perfectly. Not even a little bit perfectly. Not even at all.

I love your crunchy joints and your sagging, spotty skin and your chipped nail polish and your crappy motel room and your diy haircut and your bad teeth because they are all battle scars that you have survived and that you continue to survive. They are marks of bravery. Of beauty within.

Don't get me wrong...I love that you’re working on seeing your outer beauty too. Your positive unique angles and features. I love that you aren’t too negative to try notice them. I love that you try notice them in others too...both the inner and outer. That you try converse with one new person a day. That you bathe and groom and dress to the best of your ability. That you show up for yourself even though it has meant so much rejection and failure and pain in the past. I love you and thank you for that.

I love that you’re building a positive future for yourself...one that you love to look at. Making vision boards on Pinterest. You used to be unable to do that, remember? You were so bogged down by overthinking and under thinking. So concerned about what others thought. So full of self loathing, unconscious or otherwise.

I love that you’re setting goals and making plans and taking steps towards them - even baby steps, micro steps, because they still get you there.

I love you. I really, really love you.

@usefulSummer3139

I don't love anyone, though many people love me. And I'm glad I don't, love is a dangerous weapon

If there's anyone who's always on my side, that would be my dog Buddy! Yes, he never talked, but in him, love is like an infinity thing that he could always give me. Nobody ever have shown me love like my dog. If only i could live with him for more than hundreds of years, I'll do everything.

@usefulSummer3139

They are very supportive. They love extra butter popcorn. They are entusiastic and kind.

When I saw this post, i just remembered my friend Laurencia

My favourite memory at school:

I was so annoyed for some reason so I angrily wrote on a piece of paper about my mom not understanding me. I give my English teacher a permission to read the note but Laurencia also read the note. At breaktime, Laurencia said something really special.

"I know it's hard to say this but... Even though your parents don't understand you, we understand you. You know, Freya's parents are divorced and she is even more mad than you. But we support her. And we can support you too!"

@usefulSummer3139
my Mom 💖
She is the hardest working woman that I know of. Even though she doesn't need to, she does.
Keeping so many people happy too.
My dad was too.

If I reach even 10% of hardworking level of my parents, I would be .... (Sky is the limit)

@usefulSummer3139 my boyfriend [removed] makes me the happiest girl in the world. I'm so lucky to have him and I love him so much. No one has ever made me as happy as he makes me feel. He's everything to me and I hope to spend the rest of my life with him ❤😘

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