It’s not a feeling - it’s a daily practice
Loving yourself isn’t something you wake up knowing how to do.
It’s not a perfect morning, or sunlight through the window, or a quote that finally clicks.
Most days, it’s work - quiet, unglamorous work.
It’s showing up for yourself when you’d rather hide.
It’s keeping small promises: eat something, go outside, reply to the message, forgive the version of you that didn’t know better.
It’s not magic - it’s maintenance.
It’s not a place you arrive at
We talk about self-love like it’s a destination - something you reach and never lose.
But it doesn’t work that way.
Some mornings you’ll feel calm and proud of who you are.
Other days, you’ll forget everything you’ve learned about healing.
That’s okay.
The goal isn’t to be endlessly confident - it’s to be endlessly kind.
To understand that even when you fall back into old habits, you’re still trying.
And trying counts.
You don’t have to earn your worth
Loving yourself sometimes means doing nothing.
It’s giving yourself permission to exist - without achieving, without proving, without earning rest.
It’s saying “I’m still worthy,” even when you’re quiet, messy, inconsistent, or slow.
You don’t have to fix yourself all the time.
The world won’t fall apart if you pause.
You’re allowed to take a break from healing —
you’re allowed to just be.
Real love is the one that stays
No one loves every part of themselves every day.
You don’t have to.
But you can practice not leaving yourself when things get hard.
You can learn to stay - especially when you want to disappear.
That’s the real kind of love.
Not the loud, perfect, movie kind -
the quiet one that stays when everything else feels heavy.
The kind that says: you’re still worth showing up for.
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reporting live from the inside.