I love myself. Because, why not?

I am having a tough day. Therefore, I thought I should write a lengthy list of reasons why I am worth it. Why I matter. Why I am unique and oh-so-irreplaceable. So that in times of struggle, I can whip it out and remind myself just how amazing I really am. I am proud of everything that I am and I will become. I wanted to give myself all of the love I often times forget to give. That is why I sought out this moment alone with myself, to say everything I’ve never said. Because, why not? Self-love is very important, because, as Martin Luther King, Jr. said, "Hate is too great of a burden to bear."

I love myself. I repeat, I love myself, not everything, but I love the good as well as the bad. I love my awkwardness, my quirky habits and my crazy lifestyle, and I love my hard discipline. I love my freedom of speech and the way my eyes turn dark when I become sleepy or tired. I love that I have learnt to trust people with my heart, knowing that it will get broken at some point. The way I have to have my bedroom mirror facing a certain way. Or like to drink a hot glass of chai after eating a spicy breakfast. Or have my pens on my office desk lined up just so. My quirks are adorable and oh-so-loveable!

I love my vulnerability. From the moment that I stood on stage alone with a microphone, to the time I cried in front of my Maths teacher, to the tenderness I express with my loved ones – I am vulnerable. And vulnerability is my strength. I love the fact that I’m vulnerable when it comes to love. Because vulnerability is the essence of love. It’s the art of being contingent, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, I love you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am, but, more important, all that I am not.

I love the way I love passionately, intensely, irrationally, crazily, psychotically. I love the way I dance, the way I take a deep breath as soon as I step onto the stage. I love the way I sing although I know I suck at it sometimes. I love myself coz I do not drown myself in lipsticks or cover myself with makeup all the time. I love my beautiful body shape that is utterly and uniquely me. Curves, bumps, humps and all – hot damn! I love myself because I am still alive, functioning, breathing and thinking properly.  

I love myself for the decisions I take. My choices. I make them every single day, lots of them. And they’ve got me to where I am right now. I love myself because I’m multi-faceted. Hyper one minute. Unenthusiastic the next. I love how my emotional detachedness makes it easy for me to deal with negativity and hatred. I love my emotions. I love the joy, guilt, sadness, fear. I love all of the emotions I experience, because I know that each one of them is showing me something in order to keep getting to know and work on myself and experience life.

I love myself. And not just myself, but all of my dreams, illusions, hopes and challenges. I’m aware that they all form a part of who am I. My successes and my failures. I love myself because I have dreams, endless, beautiful dreams. And I haven’t stopped believing in them (even if it sometimes feels like I have). I love the fact that I am still a kiddo at heart. Yep, I still love jumping on a trampoline, love making sand houses at beach, love playing with 3-year-old kids. My inner kiddo is still alive and kickin’. And she totally rocks!

I love my ability to be carried away. In a movie theatre, in a dream, in life – I allow myself to be carried away by the fantasy. And I love the fact that I don’t settle. I seek until I find what I am looking for. I love the nature. The moon, the ocean, the trees, the mountains, the rain, the desert. I don’t discriminate and I love myself for that.  I love myself, in the most sincere and real way there is, unconditionally. And that’s why I take care of, forgive and allow myself to enjoy my life. I love the way I love. I give love. I feel love. I spread love. I breathe love. I = love. No one is me and that is my super power.

I love myself coz I created this entire blog without having to stop and think.

I love myself, and by doing so I can love you, him, and everyone else.