My negative self-esteem started at a very young age. It came from my Dad and his comments that he wished I was a boy because he wanted a son. I felt like I didn’t belong and that I wasn’t good enough.
These feelings progressed into my teen years and then to an adult. I struggled to feel like I fit in. I always felt like the odd one out. I was the one who was bipolar, bpd..etc or that I wasn’t pretty enough, too young, too old or too quiet. I had so many reasons.
Throughout the years I’ve done a lot of work and feel much differently about myself. Don’t get me wrong those insecurities still sneak up, but I face them head on. Some of the work I’ve done that has helped is seeing a therapist, affirmations, exercise, hanging out with positive people and doing things that make me feel good. I’ve also gotten clean and sober.
It’s amazing the doors that open when we feel good about ourselves and all that we can achieve. It’s important to know we matter and that we belong.
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