Navigating the landscape of being fully present and at peace with ourselves is an arduous journey, laden with internal battles. Why is it that we effortlessly offer unwavering support to others, yet when it comes to extending that same kindness to ourselves, a self-loathing dialogue ensues?
Reflecting on my life, I’ve never forgotten a moment when I wasn’t there for someone in need. I tirelessly strive to reciprocate the same honesty and love for myself, but instead, I face the harshest critic within, dissecting every perceived misstep.
The intricacies of personal rights, correctness, and the essence of self-judgment form the crux of our existence. It’s a nuanced dance of where we choose to deliberate, pass judgments, and fully embrace our entitlements.
In my world, confidence is intricately woven with self-assurance. Superficial concerns like appearance and attire fade into insignificance during moments of vulnerability; what truly matters is how I treat myself. The sanctuary of solitude, nourishing one’s thoughts in the quietude, becomes the ultimate security. Amidst the cacophony of the external world, being alone, making life-altering decisions independently—these were gifts from my family during my formative years. Sadly, as I grew older, the echoes of external validations made me question the innate gifts I once held dear.
The reassurance one rarely receives at home is drowned out by external judgments. In the pursuit of acceptance, we often compromise our own security. The journey to self-love demands we meet ourselves halfway, valuing our inherent worth. Unshackle yourself from the need for external validation; let others align with your authenticity. Love yourself—it’s a gift worth cherishing. So, indulge yourself, embark on that adventure, and treat yourself to a date that celebrates the wonderful soul you are.
Diksha Sharma 