Joy of Self: Loving Myself First

Somewhere along the way, many of us were taught to pour and pour and pour—until there was nothing left for ourselves.

We’ve learned how to love others deeply. Fiercely. Unconditionally.
But what about ourselves?
What about our own joy? Our own rest? Our own peace?

We say we’re fine. We get used to surviving. We place happiness on hold—waiting for the partner, the child, the perfect moment. But joy doesn’t live in the arms of someone else. Joy is not delayed until you’re a wife, a mother, or a caretaker.

You are worthy of joy simply because you are alive.

There is beauty in loving others. But the foundation must be love for yourself.
Not just bubble baths and compliments—but true self-acceptance. The kind that sees your scars and still smiles. The kind that lets you rest. The kind that allows you to say “no” without guilt and “yes” without apology.

To be alone does not mean you are lacking.
Solitude can be a sanctuary.
Peace of mind is a holy thing.

When you love yourself—when you enjoy your own company—you walk differently. You shine without trying. You no longer beg for crumbs of affection, because you’ve already learned to feed your own spirit.

Loving yourself means:

• Celebrating your own wins

• Honoring your needs

• Holding space for your emotions

• Choosing peace over pressure

• Reclaiming your voice

• And remembering you are never too much—you are enough.

So today, and every day, I invite you to return to yourself.
To love yourself the way you’ve loved others.
To choose joy without waiting.
To be your own blessing.

You are the love you’ve been waiting for.