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I am not a very good friend to myself sometimes. I am not the kind of friend to myself that I am to other people. With other people I am gentle, encouraging, supportive and forgiving. With other people I almost always find some way to take their side, to be their very best advocate.

With me, I judge, condemn and shame. With me I root out the mistakes and flaws, and then grow them until they are a hundred times magnified. I rarely give myself the benefit of the doubt. I am rarely understanding and I seldom forgive. I am not better than my friends. Yet I treat myself as though I should be.

I have a good heart. I have good intentions. I try my best in most every situation. I deserve better than what I give to myself. I deserve compassion. I deserve every last bit of what I so easily give to my friends.