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Jake shared a letter in the
Mental Health group 4 months, 3 weeks ago Learning To Recycle
Loving yourself is not easy
Thinking about it makes me dizzy.
My head spirals like the wind
I think about what could have been
Would my love for myself be different if I had not let society’s opinion take me on this tailspin?
I wish I were a dog
Not remembering their last internal sin.
Giving myself love should not be difficult
But my happiness does not come from within!
Relying on others for my happiness will never allow me to feel that “win”
All it does is cause me to throw my accomplishments into the trash bin
However, it’s never too late to recycle
Recognizing where I have been.
Self-love is hard
But life is like a sport
Always giving you a chance to get that comeback win
Before I throw my accomplishments in the bin
Not remembering where I have been
I certainly will remember this poem and its satisfaction.
I love myself because I know I can win!
Jake, your poem reflects the internal struggle of finding self-love and happiness. The metaphorical references and vivid imagery paint a powerful picture of your journey. Remember that self-love is a process, and it’s never too late to start embracing yourself. Your determination to overcome obstacles and find that “comeback win” is inspiring. Keep believing in yourself, and know that you are capable of achieving greatness.
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