Truthfully, It's Okay to Lose Your Self-Love at Times
Maybe the truth is that I'm a little bit lost (because I've never been great at reading maps) and my GPS doesn't always find the signal it needs to steer me back home. Maybe I need to invest more in supporting that signal than trying to log into others' free Wifi. Maybe that signal is something that I have to power myself and keep charged as best I can. Sometimes the battery dies, but hopefully every night I can remember to plug it back in and get ready for a positive tomorrow.
Maybe the truth is that I'm a little bit lost, and I should just take time to evaluate my surroundings when I'm far from home. The woods can be scary and threatening and troublesome, so I won’t try to make them my home. Instead I'll say to them, "Yes, you frighten me. Yes, you make me uncomfortable. But I know I have a home within myself waiting to welcome me back. So no, I won't be lost here forever."
Maybe the truth is that getting lost is just as much a part of finding self love as maintaining it is.