I’m sure this was difficult to write. It made me really think about whether or not I love myself. There are some things I love about myself and others I don’t. I realize I have to work on it. I think we all need to work on it throughout our lives. We will never totally love everything about ourselves even at the end of our lives.
But to know we are loved no matter what is what is most important. To be loved with flaws and all.