I love getting together with my friend Molly. We’ve managed to squeeze in some coffee dates in the last couple of weeks and we always have such great conversations. I love that she’s a crazy just like me and we can laugh about things like crying over sponges. (The sponge-crying is all me, but Molly has a story even better that I’ll have to make her share sometime!)
Well we started talking about the gut-renching, soul-stirring, life-changing book Carry On, Warrior, and we eventually landed on the idea of self-forgiveness.
Self-forgiveness, or in other words, something I’m terrible at.
You see, I’m rather forgiving, but when it comes to myself? Nuh-uh. I am my own harshest critic. I judge and I criticize and I obsess. I insult myself and doubt myself and
Well Molly listened, and sympathized, and then told me something that will stay with me for a long, long time.
Imagine yourself back when you were four years old.
And then whenever you talk to yourself, ask:
Would you say that to little 4-year-old Andrea?
That changed it for me.
Some of the things I’ve said about myself-
Well they’ve been downright cruel.
And there are many things I tell myself daily,
that I would never, ever, ever say to a little girl,
let alone my little past self.
It’s a simple switch in how I relate to myself, but an important one.
And one that I think will help me on my journey to
You are beautiful.
You are limitless.
You can do anything you set your mind to.
You are good.
You are worthy.
You can get up when you fall down.
You are strong.
You are courageous.
You will do better next time.
And believe it.