I see your raised eyebrow, stick with me here for a sec.
You are not broken, you do not need to be fixed.
Your soul is whole.
The shitty things you believe about yourself are not true.
Even if you’ve done shitty things, you are not a shitty person.
You might be misguided and misinformed about yourself.
You might be disconnected from your true nature.
You may have forgotten who you really are.
Hell, your chakras might be out of whack.
But there’s nothing wrong with you.
You only believe there is.
I know you’ll try to convince me. You’ll give me a list of your transgressions ranging from lying, cheating and stealing to the size of your thighs.
I’m not buying it.
Not one bit.
You only transgressed because you believed that was how to get your needs met.
You only feel ashamed because you think you’re a bad person for what you did.
And what the heck did your thighs do to you to deserve this harsh treatment anyway?
That’s not to say that we aren’t flawed human beings. Oh we are!
It’s to say there’s nothing wrong with that.
That’s not to say that we don’t have darkness, struggles, imperfections. We do.
It’s to say that our flaws, darkness, struggles, imperfections and occasional shit-fits are all part of us. They make us whole.
Life is not about fixing what is wrong with you. It’s about throwing your arms wide, digging deep and embracing all that is you.
Find compassion for yourself rather than abuse.
Think about it, has abusing yourself and your body gotten you what you wanted?
Try giving yourself the benefit of the doubt.
Try to see how that thing you did–that awful thing–was about trying to meet your own needs. And then meet your own needs.
You give so much kindness to others.
There’s nothing wrong with giving some to you.