After alot of self reflection and going through things with therapist, family and close peeps, I have been told repeatedly that I do not love myself.

It did not came to me as a surprise, it just hurts that everyone sees it but I’ve been denying it.

Maybe because I was never truly experienced unconditional love.

Or maybe I just always feel the need to please others first.

So I’ve started a journey of self love.

And you know what? Contrary to what others think, trying to love myself is really difficult. And I’m starting to realise that it’s probably difficult to everyone.

The first question lies in: what does it mean to love myself?