How to Self-love oneself when all you got is yourself?

Now we all have been through it, and we all have questioned it from time to time. Rather that be in our own time in front of the mirror, on our tear-stained pillows, or if we felt brave enough to ask a close friend for their opinion. We have asked questions, “Am I enough?”, “Why am I not enough?” or “Why can’t I-?” The list goes on and on.

Now here’s another thing that they say that makes us cringe when we hear it. “Learn to love yourself first!” or “You can’t love someone else if you can’t love yourself?” Yuck, makes you want to smack the person who says those things, no matter how right they could be.

Notice how I said, “could be.”

Now why do I say, “could be?” There are some of us that don’t believe that. When I say that it’s because when we first ask those questions, of the “whys” it’s because we do love, and we love ferociously. Ferociously enough to re-ask those questions as to why or what we did or didn’t do right for the person in question to not like us back. So, it’s not a question if we love ourselves or not but a question as to how to keep that confidence going when that other person does not except us for who we are.

A positive message sign "You are worthy of love" in a park setting.

So, here are 10 things that I tell myself or I tell my friends, when they are down, to tell themselves in the mirror, about “Self-love.” Then I’ll give an example of each one.

  1. Tell yourself one thing that you love about your body?
  2. What is your greatest strength? If you don’t know ask a close friend and build from that.
  3. What are you most proud of?
  4. When do you feel your most confident?
  5. If you could pick a movie/book/song, which one do wish that you could live in and why?
  6. What would you really want to hear from someone special?
  7. What makes you the happiest, when you are at your lowest?
  8. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be and how would you change it? and why?
  9. What is something that you are really good at, in your opinion, and it doesn’t matter what other people think?
  10. Does the person who hurt you, really matter within your life? If so, how and how far?

Now for the examples:

  1. In the mirror, while naked, I know TMI, I tell myself that I do love my body. I look at every curve and I admire what my body does when I turn and what I have accomplished over the years.
  2. My greatest strength is, I am sarcastic. The way I handle stress, pressure, angry people, or any other problematic situation, the outcome- someone always laughs. Rather that be me or the other party.
  3. I am proud of a lot of things. The top of that list is my daughter, she is my greatest achievement, no matter how many grey hairs she gives me.
  4. I am my most confident when I am all dolled up to go out with the girls. With being a single mom, I don’t get that many days off so when I get to actually dress up and go out to turn heads it feels great!
  5. Well, I am a big book lover, and I have to say that I see myself in all my books that I read. I love it when the author puts the POV in first person.
  6. If I were to hear from someone special, I would love to hear, “It was always you.”
  7. At my lowest, I like to do two things, depending on the weather, seeing that I live in Ohio. On nice days I would ride my motorcycle and rainy days would I write my stories.
  8. What would I change about me? I would change my hair, I wish it was longer and straighter.
  9. Something that I am good at. I am good at listening to and understanding people. In truth I think I missed my calling as a psychiatrist.
  10. This one was a hard lesson to learn and had taken years to obtain that lesson. I myself had to take a step back and ask myself does this person actually care anything about me? Do they do any of the three F’s for me? Do they Feed me? Do they Finance me? Do they F**- (You know Ladies)? If they don’t do none of the three, then they don’t matter.

In truth, there is nothing wrong with you so don’t ever think that there is. If you ever come across someone who makes you feel that you are less than your own worth. Then they are not even worth your time! It is as simple as that. Sure, you may have strong feelings for that person but imagine as to what could happen if those feelings were put to someone who actually valued your feelings in return.

Give those 10 “Self-love” remedies a try and repeat as often as possible. You are worth it and more.

What’s the book this round?

Rustic wooden house by a river with reflections and a wooden bridge in a serene autumn setting.

Legacy

Author: Nora Roberts

Genres: Romance novel, Thriller, Domestic Fiction, Romantic Fiction

Published May 25, 2021

This book first started out as a single ambitious mother trying to move on with her life from a one-night mistake. Years later her daughter (Adrian) grew of age and always wanted to meet her father. Little did she know that her own father tried to kill her. Lucky for her, her mother, Lina, while in the struggle amongst the commotion, was able to stop him. When I mean stop him, I mean it was to the point where Adrian had to go and live with her grandparents in Maryland for long summers.

Shuffling between the two places and hardly knowing her mother due to her success in the fitness business. Andrian, decades later, started to create her own line of workout videos and yoga tutorials with a group of friends, without crossing paths with her mother’s work. To which there was an agreement her mother wouldn’t interfere with Adrians’s effort in the world either.

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Although on a yearly basis, Adrian received death threats, each vicious rhymes unsettling as the last keep arriving with different post markings, making it hard to track. What was just words were now being followed by action and those actions followed her back to her beloved Maryland. Now action must be taken so she can keep what she worked so hard to achieve, which could be the very lives she’s grown to love.

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I’d have to say is that I was skeptical in reading Nora Roberts books. Why, I have no idea. I was scrolling through my library, and I came across this book for research for one of my own books. I also wanted to broaden my horizon on different characters and prospectives and I have to say, Nora Roberts definitely has blown my mind!

The way her words flow from character to character is remarkable. Even the description of the places, the back stories of each character’s leave me in awe of her talent. Needless to say, I am going to continue to read her books and see what other fascinating stories that she has written. So, stay tuned and keep reading.

How do you Define Family?

So, we all have heard it, we’ve all even said it. “I wish I can pick and choose my own family!” -at some point in time in our lives. I know I have, repeatedly!!!!! Most of us have even done it.

My family is so big, on both sides. Do we get along? Heck no! Do we speak to one another? Heck no! So, does that make us normal? 87% of the population of the United States. Okay great, I am not alone in this! Now for the other 13% I do envy, how you guys all come together and get along. I want the name of the pharmacy/drug/God/ thing that brings you all together because I would love that too…… maybe.

But I don’t, so moving on.

I do have a lot of people who are not “Blood” that I call family. Reason so is because there were times that I needed help from family and family wouldn’t provide. The people who were not “blood” were there, through the thick and the thin. So, to me, that deserves a spot in my family tree.

There are a lot of us out here who don’t have family. They have people who they call family that are not blood, so there is no difference. It all comes down to who’s there and who’s not.

To me Family is people who love you. People who support you for whatever you do in life or for whatever you are going through and will back you up if your backed up against a wall and a hard place.

So, what does Family mean to you? How would you define family?

Bang, Bang

“It’s funny how sometimes the people you’d take a bullet for are the ones behind the trigger.”

-Is attributed to Elizabeth “Grandma” Layton- from 3 Sister Writing platform.

Let this sink in for a moment. Because this is legit the honest thing that happens all the time. It has a way of slipping pass the ones that we love the most.

Everybody has that one person that they want to protect. That one person that you would do anything for. The best way to describe it, is the love that you have for that person.

It all goes downhill when you ask for help, and they won’t help you. It’s like you don’t even exist to them anymore. They funny thing is that when they ask for help again and you don’t provide it, you’re the one that is the bad guy.

When this happens do you question your existence? Or do you start to question your presence in any relationship? This isn’t healthy! This feeling will impact your whole self-esteem. Make you wonder about things that you shouldn’t have to worry about when it comes to friends or loved ones.

Yes, it does hurt when the ones you love hurt you, but it also tells you something else. See I firmly believe that everybody comes into our lives to either be a lesson or blessing. Sometimes it’s often both, depending on how you look at it.

True, at first, you’re going to feel upset, angry, but once you calm down and think it through, you will realize the true meaning of what their attentions are.

Be true to who you are, not as to what other people want you to be. Don’t be the target that everyone wants to hit. I guarantee that once you put that bullet proof vest on. People won’t target you so easily. You then will see who respects or values you the most.

The only thing to do is let the unrespectful go. Let them go and move on. If you pray, say a prayer for them and be on your way.

Take care my friends and stay humble and alert.

What matters now compared to then

It tickles me how the worries of a nine-year-old compared to me when I was that age are so different. Like what we as adults just brush off now is the end of the world for them.

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Now normally my daughter doesnt tell me how her day was but I always try and ask. Well this time I asked and she actually started telling me about her day. Well her time on the bus.

She began to tell me how she is losing her friends, and she only has one left, a girl in her class and softball teammate. She then gave me a very sad face; you know with the pouty lip out and all.

I sat there listening contemplating on what I wanted to say to her. I had to remember how much of a big deal this was when I was her age. Cause what I would do is not what she should do. Especially no adays when kids and parents are extra, sensitive.

I told her that everywhere she goes she makes friends. I even asked as to if she talked to her friend on the bus, maybe there was a misunderstanding. She just shook her head and said, “no, it was because her older sister told her to not talk to me anymore.”

So, this girl is a fifth grader (the sister) and her friend is of course the youngest. My daughter, with attitude, expressed saying, “that she can’t wait till next year, cause the sister will go to the middle school and will ride a different bus!”

I couldn’t help but shake my head. I leaned over to my daughter to where I was eye leveled with her and said, “You are a friendly little girl. You will make new friends every day and everywhere you will go. Besides I bet in three years from now you probably won’t even remember these girls’ names. Besides, if she is being told as to whom her friends can be and who she can hang out with, then she wouldn’t be a good friend to have in the first place. It’s best to move on anyway.”

That instantly made her day. Cause she knew it was the truth. There were millions of people in this world, and she wasn’t going to allow one person to ruin it for her. Just like how I was when I was her age. Although that was not how I was taught how to view the world of people.

To have a best friend, to me, is someone who you can tell all your problems too, be judged by them but still stay with you, to make sure you’re okay by the end of the day. Then later laugh about it, years to come. Not someone who will get butt hurt over the smallest things or follow someone else’s suggestions or tell you who can hang out with.

Grant it, they are under the age of 12, so I tried to simplify it for her to understand, so she knows that she will be okay in the end.

What are some other ways that you could have handled that situation? We all grew up in different family backgrounds. Mine was more forwardness and to not let certain things bother me to allow others to get me down. Although others may have grown up differently then I was taught. What do you think? Let me know down below.

Till next time.

Dear me,

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Would you please stop going back to the people who hurt you! Because no matter how many times you forgive them, you are right back where you started. They know all your buttons. They know your next move before you do and even your next stop. You’ve removed them from your life before, this time let’s remove them permanently. You don’t need them anymore. You deserve people who won’t hurt you and who would be there for you, not to use you.

Now they will be persistent, like an annoying knock on the door but you can always choose not to answer it. Hopefully, this time around, you won’t open the door. Reason so, deep down, you already know that they will repeat their nonsense. Even though you secretly hope that they won’t, they will. It’s sort of like a broken record player. They will continue to do the same cycle and then the thing gets stuck on the same song. So, lets break off this tune and find another to play.

You deserve to be treated with respect and with honesty, not with trickery and deceit. With this continuous of beating your heart, you’re not giving it time to heal. When you continue to allow the people to disrespect you, you’re not only hurting yourself but giving them the idea that it’s ok to continue to hurt you. We don’t want this! Again, you don’t deserve it!

Now it’s time for the hard part. You have to learn to let these people go! You need to learn the difference between what’s good for us and what’s not. You need to look for people who make you happy, to be loved and feel like a whole person instead of half of one.

I believe in you, and I believe that you will know what to do after that. Do you know how I know? Because I know us, and I believe we deserve so much more!

A young woman with glasses smiling on a city street, embracing urban lifestyle.

So, Let’s go out and find it, shall we?

Love Always,

Me

The Duke and I

Author: Julia Quinn

Published by Avon

Now I am sure we or most of us have seen the new Netflix series Bridgerton. Well, when I found out that it was originally a book, well I instantly had to jump on that band wagon.

Anyone and everyone know that when one reads a book that the movie or tv series will not follow the script from the book. It just simply isn’t done. Sometimes it’s downright disappointing. Now with this series, starting out, oh no far from disappointing. I loved how they did it differently. The different races for the historic tale of the story. Although, most historic, romances you don’t come across mix races and they weren’t that common or even allowed. Thats why I loved how they did it in the tv series. For right now we will talk about book one and go from there.

The Duke and I starts off with the Eldest first daughter, Daphne. She is one of eight of the Bridgerton family. Now in the book she is portrayed to be a kind person but is a sharp-witted kind of woman. To which no one really looks her way. In the show, she is the diamond in the ton. But with a mother with hopes of a marriage she’s got to change that.

Simon on the other hand, The Duke of Hastings and only child, has just returned to England and is not looking forward to either marriage or the society. If anything, he tries his best to disappoints his father’s legacy as much as he can due to his painful past as a child. Although in town seeing his best friend and his sister, who offers another option, how can he refuse? He can divert from the mothers and daughters, who try to take him from the marriage mart and Daphne can learn of her different prospects while keeping her reputation. Win, win right?

There is only one rule, don’t fall in love and that would be easy…… With each other….. at least that is the plan.

Like I said, this book was not disappointing, and neither was the series. if you haven’t seen or read either one, I would recommend both because they are both amazing!!

Welcome to November!

So, with November being the thankful month, let’s start this month off with what we are most thankful for. For starters let’s just name three things that I am grateful for and maybe as the years progress, I can add on.

The three things that I am Grateful for.

  1. First and foremost, is my daughter. She is my whole world. I am sure that you hear that from any parent about their child. Which is true, for any parent, who love their children. Mine I think, in my eyes, saved my life before I even knew her, knew her name, knew her gender.

I was told that I could never get pregnant due to my then obesity and a shot that I was on that apparently “destroyed” my ovaries. I was a heavy drinker due to my depression, who I hid really well from loved ones and friends. Which lead to further damages, which we won’t go into further detail on that just yet. Along with drinking, I also smoked, at least a pack a day. I wanted to disappear within my day and not be found.

One day, my then boyfriend and I were at Ceder point having fun on what seemed to be the hottest day of the year! So, we drank so much water that day I swear I could have floated on Lake Erie. When we left that night, we had dinner, and we had to go the store for some supplies. That was when almost every store was open 24 hours before covid.

While shopping I began to throw things into the cart that contained cherry flavored items. Like Cherry flavored drinks, snacks, cakes, candies, Ice cream, etc. My ex stopped the cart while in mid aisle and asked as to what was up and I said nothing I just said that I was in the mood for Cherry flavored stuff and suggested we should go to the grocery side and get some actual cherries. He suggested we should get a test. I shrugged and said whatever, thinking that nothing would come of it. Boy was I wrong.

After that strip turned a different color and made an appointment for the doctor to confirm it. My habits of smoking, drinking, depression, obesity and actually taking care of myself changed the instant that that stick turned a different color.

Needless to say, I am beyond grateful, blessed, lucky,….words cannot express how I can explain as to how I can or tell you the magnitude of emotions for this individual that has come into my life unexpectedly. And I have no regrets.

2. The family that I have left.

I have family, don’t get me wrong but there is a rift in the family to where we are not close at all. I only talk to my mom and my brother and that is it. Sure, I have a dad who somewhat tries only because I am well past 18 and he no longer has to pay child support and no longer thinks that I am a mindless idiot, even though I am one of the most successful ones out of all of his kids, next to my sister. (Different mother). I have Aunts and Uncles on both sides. On my mother’s side, I am a walking taboo, in their eyes. After my grandmother past no one ever gets together anymore. On my father side, I just feel awkward like I don’t belong there.

So, my family contain only my mother, brother, my daughter and my step-father and some of his family members. We Just keep it small. We see the others from time to time and pass a hello here and there but that is the extent of greetings.

3. Friends that I manage to keep.

I know the way I worded it may sound funny. Friends that I manage to keep. What does that mean????

Well… I did mention before I am very blunt and very few people like me for who I am, and a lot of people do not like me because of my forwardness. I have very few friends which I shouldn’t really call them friends now because of the length that I we have been together. They are more like family than my real family.

So, if I can change what I am grateful for, it is for my friends that I have made into family. These individuals have been through thick and thin with me and vis versa. Whenever I was in trouble they were there and if they were in trouble, I was there for them. It’s to the point we have somewhat matching tattoos, we ride bikes, we communicate without even talking and we just know and if we do go long periods without talking, we pick up right where we left off like nothing was a miss. We don’t judge one another, often, of what we do, choose, act, or say. We are just one.

I guess we really do pick and choose our family if we want to. I think I picked the best ones!

What are you grateful for? Let’s start November off with something that we are proud of. So, let’s hear it, what are you grateful for?

Chapters

“Everyone has a chapter they don’t read out loud.”

-Mel Robbins

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Some people may think that their life is an open book, that they have nothing to hide. Others may have a steal trap for a book and is always hiding something. Very few think that they don’t have a story to tell because of their background. However, you may look at it that EVERYONE has a story to tell. It may not be what you want to hear, then again it could be something that you need to hear. It just depends on how well you listen, and where your level of caring would fit in.

There will be chapters of your life where you will think that you have the worst life, more than anybody else in the whole world. Like your car broke down, house caught on fire, your dog died, etc. Just one bad thing leading to another in a consistent circle.

Then there are chapters that are the most joyous. You get engaged, you get married, get a new car, house, dog, baby etc. These you hope will continue but like life it changes.

Life is full changes, sort of like the seasons. You know summer, fall, winter, spring. Constantly changing and like books they constantly change with chapters. With each ending of a chapter, should remind you that nothing bad always remains. You may not like it right now, nor does anyone else, but don’t let it define you. Instead, with each chapter use it as a learning curve. If it’s bad, learn from it, if its good then rejoice within the good times. Just remember the season/ chapters, they don’t last forever. Just prepare for the next season/chapter that’s coming. Meaning your story isn’t over and something exciting is coming. It may not be instant, but something will happen that will definitely be worthwhile.

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Not everyone likes to tell the whole world as what they are going through. Some like the attention while others do it for the therapy reasons like, privately, like me. So, depending on the person or situation you may have to take it slow, with the conversation. Listen to what they have to say. Allow them to get things off their chest.

If you ever come across bad times, ask yourself, what season/chapter am I in? Then you need to laugh or cry about it but, don’t’ be there for too long. Simply turn the page and move on.

The one thing I want you to know is to be proud of your story. Look at how far you’ve come and look as to what you’ve overcome from that time. Remember when you thought that you wouldn’t be able to get over that “bad time?” Well look at you now. What you did then will continue to make you strong for your next chapter.

Keep your head up and keep going. Stay positive and you will get what you deserve.

Happy Halloween Everyone!

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Things to do with your child.

Every year, this is the day that my kid looks forward to, to where she can dress up and get candy. With each year, it has been a memorable experience.

Growing up, we couldn’t wait to get home, get our homework done, eat dinner, dress warmly, if needed too, then put on our costumes, then go!

Now our transportation was always different from time to time seeing we always moved. So, we either moved to a neighborhood surrounded by houses or to a country house where we had to pack up and go to a nearby neighborhood or a neighborhood that mom knew and trusted. I do, however, remember either walking, roller blading, or using my scooter to go from house to house. There were even days that mom would park the car and walk with my brother and I or she would simply drive behind or in front of us.

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The moment of truth was when we got home. My brother and I would dump our bags, which were normal brown grocery bags, out in different piles and our mother would have to “inspect” the candy to see if it was safe for us, because there are some weirdos out there. After the inspection was done, we were free to enjoy our candy, which only meant we were allowed to have five pieces, if it was a school night and seven if it was the weekend. “There was no getting sick!” Our mother would always say.

Although the next day, after the “inspection” we always managed to be missing some candy. The Candy thief always struck when we slept…….hmmm coincidence.

Even to this day some of those traditions are past down. My daughter comes home we do homework together, eat dinner, dress warmly, put the costumes on. Our transportation, seeing that we live in the country, we do go to a county that I know best and grew up in. I park and my daughter and I walk around to collect her candy. She has yet the desire or need to use her skates or her scooter, but we will see. The difference is that I park the car, and I have to use a book bag to carry all the candy that my daughter collects. Yeah, I wrote that correctly, we bring home a huge bookbag, full of candy.

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When we get home, we do dump out the bag and it seems like a never-ending abundance of sugar. I check the candy, because you know, the weirdos of the world are coming out of the woodwork, you can’t be too careful. So, you see traditions never change. So, the same goes, school night five pieces only and if it’s a weekend seven is allowed. Seeing that Halloween this year is on a Thursday, only five pieces.

It’s funny I don’t remember what my costumes were growing up, but I do remember my daughters. From birth to now, I can recall what she was each year for Halloween. I have to say it has been such an experience, to see how much she has she changed in her thought process. To see how much she has wanted to be different characters over the years.

So, I wanted to share my experience with you all and wish you all a Happy Halloween. Please, please be safe out there tonight. I hope that you and your kiddos have a fun experience.