I saw a meme on social media last week. Jenny Nordbak wrote, “My three year old said goodnight to all of us tonight and then in the dark I heard her little voice say, ‘Goodnight myself. I love you. [pause] I love you too.’ Don’t let anyone take that from you little one.”
What an innocent example of self-love. How do we lose it as we grow older? When does the story we tell ourselves about ourselves become less empathetic? When does it start to comment on how we look, how successful we are, what we do and don’t have? Continue reading