Dear Diary, Can I Love My Self?
- Fox Eros
- Nov 5
- 2 min read
Updated: Nov 6
Dear Diary,
It’s November and my parts are beginning to integrate. It’s taken so long. I’ve dropped, hidden, smashed, longed, cried and destroyed these bits, these useless raw pieces. And as I evolve, my gray elder hairs come in, she wants me to see value in her. All of her. She demands I accept her unconditionally. And I do love her deeply… but I still carry our shame, heavy lonely shame. So I ignore her... and that’s when she began to write me love letters… pleading with me “please see me.” She says she did her best to protect her Self, she only knew what she knew. She was innocent, don’t I remember? Naive Baby Girl. I listen. Suspicious. Guilty for leaving her, I want to turn away. But my heart is curious, my heart remembers her, it wants her back.
I keep traveling around this sun, sometimes wishing to escape the harshness of people’s destruction. Hurt humans sometimes hurt humans and while I know this, I’m still I’m so sad. But the stars, they are relentless and for this I am grateful. They keep holding me, uplifting me…getting me thru it and reminding me that it’s finally time to fly. And I do. I will.
For all the loves you’ve lost, the parts you’ve numbed and the your brand new days to come… I see you. The light will find you. You are deeply loved. ❤️
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“Listen to Mustn’ts, child, listen to the Don’ts.
Listen to the Shouldn’ts, the Impossibles, the Won’ts.
Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me.
Anything can happen, child, Anything can be.” - S. Silverstein
🌹 Fox Eros, Psychotherapist
*Disclaimer: This content is for creative, educational and informational purposes, not as a replacement for therapy.
