Yes, I’m really going to write about myself in a list of my favourite things – not in a Samantha Brick kind of way, though. What I mean is that after two decades of some serious self-loathing, I’m finally starting to like myself.
My teens and early twenties were spent desperately trying to fit in and constantly comparing myself to others. let me tell you, always trying to be someone else is exhausting. My mid to late twenties were spent being told I wasn’t good enough; what little confidence I had was beat out of me. It’s only over the last year or so that I’ve started to accept who I am and that I’ve started to tolerate myself.
There are still things I don’t like about myself. There are even some things I hate. I wish I wasn’t so socially awkward, I wouldn’t mind being a dress size (or two) smaller and I’d quite like to be a better writer. All these things make me who I am, though and slowly but surely I am beginning to like myself warts and stretchmarks and all.
One of my favourite quotes is from Judy Garland, “Better to be a first rate version of yourself, than a second rate version of someone else.”