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May 15

   Who am I? I want to be loved for who I am, yet when I ask myself who I truly am - my beliefs, values, personality, etc. - it often seems like a tangled up ball of yarn. Maybe I'm afraid of finding out, because I'm afraid there's some ugly monsters inside. If I admitted to some of my true urges, feelings, beliefs, etc., I'd have others labeling me as "crazy, sicko, warped, stupid, not completely sane", etc.
   Yet if someone does judge me harshly, isn't it a bit like the pot calling the kettle black? Aren't I allowed to be "me", as long as my choices don't cause real harm to others? As long as I try to fit myself to meet my partner's, or other people's images of who they think I should be, I'll never find out who I truly am. Is it possible to be genuinely happy, if I'm constantly trying to twist myself to fit others' expectations? Because love involves true acceptance, the less I accept my true self, the less able I'm to genuinely love myself. Can I expect others to love me any more than I'm willing to?

Just for Today
   Today I'll reaffirm my right to accept or reject beliefs and ideas, depending on whether they help me gain happiness or not. No matter how much others try to judge me, I know deep inside that I'm a kind, loving soul. If so, then there is nothing about me that can ever be "bad", no matter how "imperfect" I may be. My difficulties with life come from ways of thinking I've learned from others, many of them when I was a powerless child.

There are powers inside of you, if you could discover and use, would make of you everything you ever dreamed or imagined you could become. - Orison Swett Marden

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