This month’s Motivational Monday posts are all about love…self-love.
Last week, my sister and I spoke at a school where we shared a presentation on some of the key topics we discuss in the book. We explained about the importance of removing the many “masks” we wear as women, and why we need to learn to keep it real before we can make room for any type of lasting transformation. We spoke about how having cultural diversity keeps things interesting, different and spicy. We also talked about figuring out, where did self-love go wrong?
I shared a story of a young girl who didn’t grow up understanding or knowing what self-love was. She only knew what she saw on TV and in the movies. She always had really low self-esteem, which stemmed from childhood but it tagged along with her even as she got older.
When she got into high school, she wanted so much to fit in and feel as beautiful as her friends were. She didn’t understand the danger of looking for love outside of herself. So upon entering high school, it was no surprise that she fell for an upperclassman that told her everything she wanted to hear…that she was beautiful, and (after they started dating) that he loved her. She didn’t understand that his idea of love meant taking her virginity…without her consent. She was broken. And it was only through years of learning to love herself, that she realized it was part of her journey.
Where did self-love go wrong? This is the title of chapter four in my book, Whose Shoes Are You Wearing? This was undoubtedly the hardest chapter for me to write. After dedicating this blog to all of my fellow moms out there who were struggling with self-love and self-care, I hadn’t confronted my own battle with self-love.
Twenty years later, and I thank God that I’ve learned how to truly love who I am. And I’m passing this message of self-love to my young daughters so that they know, no one can love them better than they love themselves. The power of self-love is not often taught from a young age, but it’s one of the most important life lessons we can learn. And I plan to teach them this lesson over and over again for as long as I live.
What does self-love mean to you? Did you grow up understanding what it was, or did your understanding develop over time?