A great little exercise to cause self-love…

Last night, in bed, I accidentally hugged myself.

Then, unexpectedly, I said to myself: I love you, little one. And then the "fun" began... The emotional dings, the doubt, the questioning, the grief.

Hoho... I said, what's going on?

The little voice said: why would you love me?

Because I do... I said.

Do you love me, even though the house looks like a mess?

I don't love your house, I love you. house, no house, mess, no mess... I love you.

oh. But do you love me even though I am getting old?
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