This topic is close to my heart because, while I’ve never felt like I’ve struggled with self-worth, it has always been something that I’m pretty much aware of. There have been occasions in my life that could have resulted in me struggling with self-worth, but instead, I saw it for what it was, and I used it for good, to benefit myself. Something you can now benefit from.
Existing in this world is very interesting. It’s truly an experience. One that’s not for the weak. Smiling…
I am valuable not because someone or others says I am, but because I say I am. That is how it is, and it is how it’s always going to be. What I say about me is enough. I am a human being, I’m a person. My value is not based on my career, my financial standings, my appearance, the house I live in, the amount of friends I have, or any of those external attachments.
At times, others don’t see the value we bring to their life or our worthiness. They don’t recognize our talents, the effort we actually make. The work we do. The growth we’ve made over the years. All of it seems to go unnoticed and unappreciated. It’s like never enough. And truly, this is pretty much fucked up, but it’s the truth, and it’s the world we live in. It’s the people we deal with in our lives. This can cripple a person’s self-worth. Allowing them to feel less worthy. Thinking they have to keep doing or they have to do something big to feel valued, appreciated, and cared for by others.
This leads to seeking, or relying, I should say, on external validation. A cup that can never be filled.
For Other’s to determine your worth, you have failed yourself.
Don’t wait for others to validate you. Accept who you are, apart from all the attachments. That’s the real you. What are you going to do, hate yourself?
Some have an attitude of entitlement instead of having an attitude of gratitude. To experience another is simply an experience in itself, and a privilege. I truly think that is enough to be grateful for. But that is not the same thinking for many. And this has made me a little “rebellious”.
Rebellious in that I do it how I want to do it.
