MY LIFE, IN SO MANY COLOURS
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I don't write how I feel. The problem is not that I intentionally mask my feelings wanting to lie to myself but instead I needed desperately to remain optimistic. Often, I think that putting down my frustrations in black and white would only bring me down, that maybe I would only be reminding myself of my own ( Read more... )
I don't write how I feel. The problem is not that I intentionally mask my feelings wanting to lie to myself but instead I needed desperately to remain optimistic. Often, I think that putting down my frustrations in black and white would only bring me down, that maybe I would only be reminding myself of my own ( Read more... )
Thank you for your lovely words.
The little girl in you is a sweet, affectionate and hungry to be loved. So many of us have that secret part of ourselves that never grew up, longs to shower and be showered with kisses, play and act silly, cry and laugh easily... I don't think that part of us is ever truly lost, though unfortunately she is sometimes ignored.
The good news is that now as an adult you have the power to pamper that little girl as perhaps the adults in your life don't. Let her out sometimes, buy her a toy she longs for, or a candy, or take her to a kiddo movie where she can be among other kids and laugh out loud.
And kiddos love kiddos, regardless of size. I bet she loves coming out to play with Matthew, being silly and laughing and singing songs and cuddling him as much as she wants.
Self-esteem is really self-love. Start by loving that little girl, who sounds absolutely lovable and let her love you back. You are awesome, Marina. I want you to hear it often from us and I truly hope you will someday hear it from yourself.
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