How many times have you heard that you have to love yourself?
Worse, that you have to learn to love yourself first, as if without this magical substructure, little else is possible.
Some stretch the friendship further, demanding you love yourself unconditionally.
Unconditionally? Is that even possible, desirable?
For example, in the middle of a mess that I’ve made by not acting soon enough, which upends my world but also those who depend on me for whatever reasons (stability, security) – should I love myself? Not necessarily. I can resent myself. I can resent myself and care. I can resent myself and still rebuild.
What about the wo/man who deliberately lies and cheats, irrespective of their rationalisations (I deserved it, it doesn’t matter, it’s just a fling, s/he’ll never know)? Do we think love, or self-censure is in order?
Or the psychopath slowly and deliberately executing a colleague’s fall? Should they love themselves? No. Get thee to a nunnery, they should admonish themselves. Get help. Go.
To those who love themselves I would like to say ‘wow how great’ but I don’t know if it is. I need more information.