The Thespian and her Demons
“If you can’t love yourself, how the hell you gonna love anyone else?” Loving others is easy. I have so much love to give, and not enough people to give it to-that it’s began to it over flow onto inanimate objects. Which..kinda sounds a little sad being said out loud.. But I think the saddest part, is coming to the realization that-I’ve never been taught to love myself. I’ve been taught to be afraid of people’s opinions of me and how to change things about myself to make others feel more comfortable. I don’t think my parents have EVER told I looked beautiful...or even pretty. Cute & nice sure. But beautiful? Never. Pretty? Maybe??But I honestly can’t recall any memories right now... Growing up,I was always told something was wrong about myself. - “If your teeth are yellow and crooked,no one will want to kiss you.” - “your face would look cuter if you lost weight.” (All through middle school.) - “you should change your hairstyle. It’s boring & it’s time for a change...