Self loving, confidence, and helping others-experience



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I am falling in love with myself, and I want to help others love themselves too

In my entire life, I have suffered very suffocating insecurity. I always have the negative minds surrounding me all the times. That brings me to insomnia. Reminded of my past for I have experience bullying, it brought me to the lowest self-esteem. Experiencing 10 years of being bullied gave me strength against bullying. I feel safe now, because of my new friends that bring positivity and support when I am down. I notice that society really affects to one's personality.

Slowly, I stand up and on my way building the best version of myself. I believe in processes, nothing can be made instantly. I was not a patient person, and nowadays I learn to give love and attentions to other human beings. Hoping that someday I can be a worthy person.

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I used to believe that one's physical appearance was far too essential. Why is that? The first thing people notice about you is your physical appearance. Now that I have a new perspective, I am attempting to embrace everything that cannot be altered in the hopes of one day being able to be proud of myself. The most important thing is compassion; comfort comes from radiating kindness. In this situation, I learnt to speak with a wide range of individuals, from young to old, through various activities. I also learned to expand my mind so that I can feel "CLICK" with what I'm talking about. I used to be quite shy, but when I'm outside, I feel "out of control," and I'm no longer in my comfort zone. I became more confident.

Helping your insecure friends
I have a close friend who lack confidence in a variety of ways, such as when I snap photos of her, she always looks away, or she complains to me about how she looks and says, "UGH!!!" Just do everything I can to assist her in overcoming her low self-esteem. I've given her several suggestions and solutions, and she always pays attention to what I have to say. That's what friends are for, right?
Example: You might advise her to undertake a facial treatment utilising natural home remedies if she has an acne problem.

Listen to those who wants to discuss their problem with you
Simply listen to what they say to understand the message. 100% listening, 100% attention.

Share your knowledge with other people
What good is it to keep information to yourself? Make your life worthwhile by assisting others. I am ecstatic when I am able to influence others through the wonderful things I accomplish. Do what you enjoy, share it with others, and encourage them to follow in your footsteps :D As a result, do a lot of good things so that others can be motivated by your work :)


“Because one believes in oneself, one doesn’t try to convince others. Because one is content with oneself, one doesn’t need others’ approval. Because one accepts oneself, the whole world accepts him or her.” – Lao-Tzu

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