A guide towards self love.

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Self love is being happy and alive without being drunk. And with the amount of liquor that flows in our veins today, it is pretty obvious that we barely remember what it is like to look into a mirror and not see a mess. Here are five (ever-green) ways  to fall in love with yourself again:

Get a dog

Or any pet. Waking up to the heavy breath of your dog on your face, sleeping with him curled up next to you, eating dinner with his eyes on your food, and taking walks on a sunny day will make you smile like nothing else. Playing fetch as he runs around like a madman will make you laugh so hard, you’ll forget all about hating yourself. How could you hate yourself when your puppy loves you so much?

Follow your dreams

Take a step towards it. If you love cooking, cook for yourself tonight instead of binge-eating on snacks while watching FRIENDS. Actually, do both. If you love painting, draw a small stick figure on your palm today. Don’t forget to draw his smile, cause I am sure he loves himself despite being skinny. Take the smallest or the biggest step you can, but make sure it is towards what you love. If your dream is to have a bucket list pencil-sliced in half, do it.

Help someone

The world has stressed on kindness for a long time now, and yet every body goes along their day like the watches on their hands. Help someone and see them smile. Your insides will light up with satisfaction and you will feel like you matter, because trust me, you do. Like the hand-crafted note from your crush, which mattered most to you among an ocean of gifts on your birthday, you still matter on a planet with over billions of people. You’re special. Make someone else feel this way too. Give them a reason for self love.

Take therapy

No, therapy isn’t only for people with very severe mental conditions. We are prone to mental and emotional issues as humans. We tend to take a lot of stress for things that don’t matter and care way too much for people we love. And that is not bad! Be a workaholic and a hopeless romantic. But if it gets too much, talk to someone. Not necessarily a professional therapist (because they charge you a lot sometimes), even a friend is fine. Therapy is letting all the stories built up inside of you come out to leave space for new ones.

Jump on a trampoline

This will always make you laugh, trust me on that. Look around the city and find a trampoline and then jump your way out of sadness. This might sound a bit far-fetched and it probably is, but it will make you laugh like a baby and that’ll be your first step towards self love.

Make yourself smile. This is the most important step that you could take towards self love. Make yourself smile and giggle every single day.


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Inside my head.

What do I think about? Is it love or my family?
Or is it a wonder trip and all-nighters?

I think of rainbow unicorns,
with soft wavy hair like my mother used to have,
and a horn that sharpens as a spiral,
much like my thoughts.
It has eyes like me father’s,
and crooked teeth that remind me,
of my sister.
It’s my family unicorn and it gallops in the sky.
I love them.
It’s not perfect, but it’s beautiful.
Also ironically, real.

I think of Christmas trees,
with a line of golden bells and colorful things
that hold within them,
stories of smiles and tears.
It is green and smells like a new day,
and looks exactly like what I drew it to be,
back in second grade.
I am a pirate and it’s my treasure box.
I love my memories.
It’s not perfect, but it has a star.
Also ironically, the star is from the sky.

I think of hearts on the corner of folded pages,
with red sketched inside of it,
a red that reminds me of my girlfriends stubbornness,
and how she blushes.
The paper is creased but the heart is still complete,
and it reminds me of a very old,
romanticized war.
It is my life’s ‘profile picture’ and I’ve liked it myself.
I love sketching.
It’s not artistic, but it is elegant.
Also ironically, three dimensional and inside my body.


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