I Love You, Christine. Yeah, Right!

It was really difficult for me to look into my own eyes in the mirror this morning and say this affirmation: “I love you Christine. I really, really, really, REALLY love you.

Why?

Well, besides the fact that I do not REALLY love myself—yet, but I’m working on it—I looked awful. There was no life in my eyes. The crusties from sleep were still in my eyelashes. I seemed to have developed more wrinkles during the night. I desperately need a haircut, as my bangs are so long I have to part my hair in the middle. I hate parting my hair in the middle. I much prefer having bangs. My face is also fat, as is the rest of my body. Thank GOD I'm not looking at my reflection in a full length mirror!

For each “I love you” affirmation, my old, haggard face kept saying back to me, “you don’t REALLY believe what you’re saying.”

Damn Louise Hay!

So I press on.

“I love you, Christine. I really, really, really, REALLY love you.