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This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Jefferson chapter.

The journey to self-love and respect looks different for everyone; it comes more easily for some than others. Personally, loving myself took time. Iā€™d say it took me from my sophomore year of high school to the end of senior year to truly embrace myself, and recognize that I do not need anyone else to validate anything about me to be happy. Two years to build the self-confidence I needed to feel good in my own skin. But what took two years to build took mere months to destroy.

About a year ago, I found myself in a rushed relationship, founded on lust more than anything. It was good at first: I felt seen, he made me feel beautiful, and even saw beauty in things Iā€™d never really appreciated about myself before. I felt like this could be The Relationship Iā€™d always dreamt about. But things werenā€™t as great as they appeared. It turned out that I didnā€™t know him as well as Iā€™d thought. There were red flags Iā€™d chosen to ignore, and those red flags came back to bite me in the end. To put it simply, he had not been 100% honest with me. It became clear that he was never serious about the relationship, and I was not the only person he was involved with ā€“ though heā€™d told me otherwise.

Iā€™d never felt more unhappy with myself. Negative self-talk that Iā€™d grown out of snuck back into my life, and I shamed myself for not being smarter. I asked myself how I could be so stupid, wondered why I wasnā€™t good enough for him, et cetera, et cetera. I spent the whole summer and greater part of fall semester beating myself up for letting myself get hurt.

Itā€™s taken me until now to make the decision to take back control of my own feelings. Iā€™ve let this 19-year-old boy influence how I feel about myself for far too long. He may not have respected me enough to be honest with me, but I need to respect myself enough to allow myself to move past it. I got hurt, my confidence was shaken, I felt like I wasnā€™t worthy of real love or anything more than what he gave me. But that simply is not true. Iā€™m beginning to love myself again; Iā€™m doing my daily affirmations, because the only person whose validation is ever relevant in life is you. Lifeā€™s far too short to spend very long worrying about why anyone didnā€™t treat you right, whether thatā€™s a significant other, an ex-friend, or even a family member. Worry about treating yourself right; I know thatā€™s my goal for this year. Iā€™m going to get to a place where one personā€™s actions do not have the power to undo all of the work Iā€™ve put into myself, and I hope anyone else going through a similar chapter in their life can do the same ļŠ.

Hey there, my name is Amelia! I am a psychology major who loves music, food, writing, and watching movies!