Speaking only for myself, practice. I don't shoot for not hating myself ever; I'm aiming for (and have largely achieved) not hating myself mostly. Sometimes I look in the mirror and think "I hate myself", just like anybody else. When that happens, I try to remember HALT -- Hungry, Angry, Lonely, Tired, adding in my personal favorites, Premenstrual (probably not your problem) and Migrainy. It isn't that I don't have the feeling -- it's that now I can argue with it. I can say "No, I don't really hate myself, I just need to take a nap/take a migraine drug/get out of the house".
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
what's it going to take for me to stop hating myself?
Oh, honey. I'm with you.
I have self self-hatred issues too. I feel like I'm fucked up my marriage, my house is a mess, my finances are a mess (they are getting better though, so less of an issue), I'm overweight, etc...
Ok, now I'm bummed.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and think "I hate myself", just like anybody else.
Except for the whole avoiding mirrors like the plague part, I'm there with you too. Most everyone I know has these days, and the rest probably just don't admit to them.
Can't do anything to keep any of you from (undeservedly) hating yourselves, but I'll love you anyway.
Can't do anything to keep any of you from (undeservedly) hating yourselves, but I'll love you anyway.
Yup, this.
Just a drive by to say lunch at Chez Panisse was a two hour culinary orgasmic affair.
Now I have to get 2 hours worth of work done in the next 15 minutes and then fly outta here for my iron thing. Oh boy.
8x-ma MG
When that happens, I try to remember HALT -- Hungry, Angry, Lonely, Tired, adding in my personal favorites, Premenstrual (probably not your problem) and Migrainy.Let's see... No. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Tension or sinus likely, but yes. I'm not sure this is a happy-making checklist. Useful, but depressing today.
I need to run to the pharmacy and Trader Joe's. First I need to shower. Yep. Any minute now I am going to get motivated. Any minute...
lunch at Chez Panisse was a two hour culinary orgasmic affair.Nummy...
JZ, you darling girl.....insent.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and think "I hate myself", just like anybody else.
Anybody not me, I guess, since I never think that. I wonder where my overdeveloped ego came from? Pavlovian conditioning? Fluoride?
I need to give some credit to my best friend in high school, Alex. He developed an ethos (based on A Separate Peace and Cool Hand Luke) that bending to anybody's disapproval was the worst thing you could do. The worst betrayal of yourself. It was just drilled into me and it's been a really useful shield ever since.
And he backed that up in high school and in college by including everybody that came into our sphere. He found something cool in everybody. Not that he was a saint - he was very iconoclastic and stepped on toes a lot.
He wasn't tough though either. He was a swimmer with long blonde hair, and before he broke his nose and grew facial hair he looked very androgynous. But he'd purposefully push through the jarhead football players, inviting abuse (which he got). But if he met a football player that wasn't an asshole - that's all he cared about.
Anyway, I'm always boggled by the self-loathing. My immediate instinct is always "Fuck off!" instead of "I suck." Even when I do suck, I don't think that about myself.
Fuck off is your psyche's best friend.
Also, Teppy's hawttt. Her poor self image can fuck right off.