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Hello B4 members  

I've just read this article and as it is my own journey, and also a struggle for many here, I'll share it in full for any help it maybe can give.

Quote:Self-Acceptance: A Moving Story

/u/TheQuietudeAbides writes:

“Over the course of multiple bouts of therapy for depression and anxiety, I’ve repeatedly come across the same messages as a treatment: “Love yourself,” “Be kind to yourself,” “Be your own best friend,” etc. None of it worked for me. It all felt like platitudes made up by extroverts who didn’t understand real, deep self-loathing and feelings of worthlessness.

For the past few weeks, I had been pretty hard on myself. Every day I would drive home from working at a job with a bad schedule that puts a lot of strain on my relationship with my spouse, which I’ve been unable to get out of because of depression and anxiety killing my motivation and convincing me I’ll always fail at everything. Every night I would drive home and think, “f*** me. God help me.”

At some point, 2 days ago I think, I simply decided I had had enough. I had been feeling for a long time that I had some kind of a mental block that made it impossible to love myself, but it came to me that loving yourself might be like the difference between thinking, “I’m going to get off the couch now,” and actually moving my body to get off the couch. It’s two totally different messages.

So instead of repeating to myself in my mind, “I love myself, I am worthy, etc.” I instead moved my actual love muscles and treated myself like someone I loved. It was as if I hundred things I knew intellectually from therapy (I need to stop seeking validation outside myself, I need to stop feeling God has abandoned me, I need to treat myself like someone worthwhile) had come together into a [moment] whose weight I could no longer resist, and under which I simply had to succumb.

I stood in the shower and let the hot water beat against my chest, my heart, with my palms open, and made a commitment not unlike wedding vows. The things I’ll recount don’t logically make sense if I am one person, but if I think of myself as two people, it works well enough. Here are some things I remember saying:

“It’s OK. You can hat[e] yourself, you can even kill yourself, and no matter what happens, I will not abandon you. I will love you, unconditionally, no matter what. No matter how many mistakes you make, I will forgive you. You can be depressed all day, you can get nothing done, and you can fail at everything, and I will still be there for you. I will give you all of the things you so badly wish for. I will do all of the work you are afraid to do. I will step in and I will help you. I will love you no matter what. Even if you hate yourself, I will love you.”

I kept this monologue going even after I had finished my shower, and thought many of these things while standing naked in front of the mirror. The self that I had always been could not love or accept itself, so I had to create another me to do its loving for it. As I did so, I had the distinct fear that if I stopped talking this way, I would slip back into the old self, so I continued it for as long as I possibly could, until I had said all of things I had wanted to believe God felt for me, but which I couldn’t actually bring myself to believe. I stepped in and become the all-loving God I felt had abandoned me, and committed to doing for myself everything I had been looking for some outside fate to give me.

I still get anxious. I still have moments of feeling like a failure. But in those moments, I am there for myself. I remind myself, yes you failed. But it’s OK. I still love you. And somehow, this motivates me to do better. I’ve spent too many years letting myself down. Too many years disappointing myself. It’s time now to help myself do better. And even if I lose everything, even if everyone else hates me, I will still be there for myself.

TL;DR: Accepting yourself as you are is not the same as just saying the words. You have to take action.”

[Jeremy]

Totally agree! I didn't find this out until I was able to get my independence back and moved back out of my parents house after a world changing split from my ex wife. Once I moved into my new home, it was the first time as an adult that I lived alone yet I was 33 at the time.

Being alone was one of the most important things i had done in my life. After such a traumatic 2 years, being able to concentrate on myself truly was a life changing experience. This allowed me to find who I am, what I am about, and who I wanted to be. Once this happened, I had such a more fulfilling purpose in life. Being able to read the Law of One and other transcripts honed my purpose and my desires of who I wanted to be without distractions.

Once this all happened I actually was perfectly fine being alone. I didn't have an interest in a mate. I had my daughter every other weekend and I had my work which allowed my service to prosper and that's all I wanted. Once the opportunity arose for a mate, it wasn't because I needed it or desired it really. It just happened and allowed me to put myself fully into the moment without the loneliness that many suffer when the desire to find a mate comes about. It was something that happened because the time was right and I have no one to thank except myself for truly being able to find myself during a very dark time.

[Diana]

Great article. Thanks for posting it.