I have struggled with self-love, especially body image, for as long as I can remember. In high school, I would often find myself in tears before it was even 8 a.m., clothes strewn around my bedroom floor as I struggled to find something I felt confident in. I was my own bully – saying cruel words to myself, equating my worth to the way I looked, obsessing over fitting a certain image. I wanted to love myself so badly, but my idea of how to get there was skewed and infiltrated by internalized societal expectations.Â
Now, I don’t remember exactly when I stumbled across this quote, but I do remember it changing the trajectory of my self-love journey ever since. It reads:
“We can’t hate ourselves into a version of ourselves we can love.”Â
Reading that was like a lightbulb moment. The desire to learn to love myself was so powerful, but so were the brutal words I was constantly harassing myself with. I realized that if I really wanted to find self-love, or at least self-acceptance, I was not going to find it through self-hate.Â
I couldn’t hate myself into a version of myself I could love. It clearly was only sinking me deeper into my body image struggles. Something needed to change, and from then on, it did.
Very slowly, but surely, I worked to shift the way I talked to myself. I had to take back the reigns from that harsh inner voice that was controlling how I felt about myself and existed in the world. That was the first step: I tried to catch my negative thoughts, and think of this quote. I’d ask myself: “How is this thought bringing me any closer to self-love? How is this thought bringing me any closer to inner peace?” It was a bit of a rhetorical question, as deep down I knew the answer, the thoughts were only straying me further from that.Â
The harder part was reframing. Negative self talk was a well trodden path in my brain, so I knew it was gonna take work to redirect that. But I realized that if my negative thoughts had this much power over how I felt about myself, positive thoughts could have just as much sway. Even if I didn’t fully believe them, I began to tell myself I love myself. I accept myself. I met myself with grace and compassion when confidence and love felt hard.Â
It’s not to say I never have a negative thought about myself anymore, that would be impossible. However, a more loving, compassionate, and understanding presence is now in the driver’s seat of my brain. Â
Negative self talk is easy, and reframing it is hard. But growth doesn’t come in the absence of discomfort, and you deserve to live a life with inner peace and self-love. Next time catch your mind beating your body or self up, I encourage you to ask yourself: “Is this self-hate bringing me closer to self-love?” The answer is no. Only kindness and love itself can do that.Â