I woke up on a Monday morning and it was hard to love myself.

all I could see were my imperfections, my flaws.

it felt like a ton of bricks was weighing me down

that morning it felt like I had forgotten how to love myself, it felt like I never really knew how.

but the funny thing is that i did, I love me, I love my heart, the things I do and the kind of person I choose to be

but on some days it's hard to see past the parts of me I don't love as...