It was a chilly day, so I wore my sleeves down for most of it. It was refreshing, though, not to worry that if my sleeve were to slip someone might see my scars.
A Note on Love
I don’t believe that old saying that “you can’t love anyone else unless you love yourself first.” That diminishes the experiences of people who have loved fully and passionately, even when struggling to feel even the smallest inkling of that love for themselves.
What I do believe is that when you start to like yourself, you can give yourself more freely and boldly, because you believe you have something worth giving- to your friends, your partners, your family. The love you feel hasn’t changed, but others may see a change in the way you give it.
I know that the love, support and kindness that my family and friends have shown me over the years has changed my life. Where I could have gone down even darker paths, I’ve been guided towards something better by those who have cared about me.
People say love isn’t a miraculous cure-all. That you still have to work for the things in your life and nobody else can do it for you. That’s true. You have to work at life and you have to work at love. Love is not a miracle cure. For me, love is the miracle in itself.