I was talking to a new friend at PaB yesterday, about love...what it is? He said...I rejoice in the success of those I love and sympathize when they are sad. I'm not jealous, don't think...they deserve what they got.
So I started thinking...what does it mean to love myself? or to not love myself?
Do I rejoice when I succeed? or do I poo poo the success, calling it luck? Do I sympathize with my sadness or decide that I should have done something differently, I got what I deserved?
Do I rejoice when I succeed? or do I poo poo the success, calling it luck? Do I sympathize with my sadness or decide that I should have done something differently, I got what I deserved?
Yesterday..I was sad and I started to get mad at myself for it then I thought...wait, I'm going to try something new. So I told myself..it's ok to be sad, like I was talking to a friend.
