Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve the good things that come to me. All I can see is the bad things that have been done to me. It's a process. I'm trying to see myself in a different way. Thank you for caring.
You're doing wonderful Pepper; many can't even love themselves in the dark. One night you'll light a candle and see you're not so bad afterall. Another you'll turn on your lamp and think, "Hey! I really am lucky to be here despite these scars and history." And then when you're ready, you'll get up and cut the big light on. . .and smile at all your perfect imperfections, realizing you, just like me, just like everyone else, are only human.