I love myself. I don't mind saying it. Why, because if I don't, I'm afraid I would not be able to love anybody. Furthermore, as a Bible-reading person, I know it is written that I should love my neighbour as I love myself.
The question is how do I love myself. Let me think as I write...Basically, I decide to make good choices to be sure that I will not mess up my life. And because I have decided to, I seek wisdom, guidance and direction above all from the Word of God, my parents, elderly people, friends and colleagues who are wiser than me and also from past experiences.
Good choices encompass everything--from what I take in my system to the thoughts I fill my mind from the time I wake up to the time I sleep, and also how actualise these day by day. Thus, from the time I become a health freak (which unfortunately come a bit later but not too late), I become very careful with the food I eat and also the fluids I drink. If I deliberately eat junk food, I confess to God for destroying my health. By the same token, I strive to focus only on good and heavenly things, not to worry but instead lift up everything to God in prayer. Having said this, however, does not make me exceptional. Rather, I could call and want to be--a sensible person.
Loving myself does not necessarily mean me being egotistical, but rather, liking myself and of course my own company. During the days that I am home alone, I always do my favourite things: write, read, eat, sleep, watch TV or take photos of myself.. The above photos are one of the sets of my timed-self photography.
I took photos of myself in this particular light yellow dress because it is one of the many clothes I buy which I never get to use--aftermath of a woman's shopaholic tendencies. Yes, one of my craze is to shop for clothes, shoes and fashion jewellery--which I rarely use or wear, I could not remember how long I have had this light yellow dress. As it is sleeveless and consequently will reveal my Popeye biceps, I have refrained from wearing it outside. The white bolero which I just bought before I took these pictures I reckoned would fix the problem. It should, only I should lose some 2 kilos I think.
Am I being self-centred, conceited in this regard? I ask me as I write this out. By the look of it, I might be--but I am not. My clothes are my indicators of my healthy weight. If they become a bit tight and before I add more kilos, I try to lose the excess kilos. If I don't then I would be in trouble even more of further metabolic disorders.
Only me knows and understand my own person. I know my strengths, as well as my weaknesses. I know my perfections, and also my mistakes. I know my craze, my idiosyncrasies. Only me can accept myself unconditionally. I am glad I could confidently say this 110%.
