Those words keep running through my head. I am good enough, I do deserve nice things.
where did all this come from, I am not sure, but, I think it has to do with getting thrown into care taker role.
Everything I was doing, was for someone else. To make sure that someone was comfortable, full, clean and for as much as I am able happy.
So, I stopped doing anything and everything, that I considered extra. Things as simple as setting a pretty table, my mind would go to why bother!
So--I declare today step one day.
I am going to make those special napkins, I am going to decorate my little front porch.
I am going to tell myself, I do deserve nice things.