what a beautiful thing it is to love who you are
A few years ago I had a conversation with my roommate at the time about how I sometimes find myself endearing. This was an alien concept to her. How self-absorbed do you have to be to find yourself endearing?
Years later I come back to this conversation after working on myself and becoming closer to the person I want to be. And I think I believe that original thought more than ever.
In the US, there is a lot of talk about the pursuit of happiness and individual freedom.1 I think more than almost any other right, people deserve to love who they are, and to be able to work towards that.
There are so many things I’d like to change about myself and to work on. And there are so many things I am working on.
But when I think about who I am and who I want to be, I find that version of myself to be charming. I want everyone to be able to have this same thought about themselves.
After all, I find my friends charming and I find strangers charming and I find the world charming, so why wouldn’t I want people to get to feel that way about themselves too? How self-absorbed do you have to be to not want that for everyone?
Ironic, considering the continued erosion of civil rights happening in the US. But I digress.↩