self-acceptance

To negate all the bad luck I feared was coming my way simply for having so many wonderful people in my life, I felt the need to be perfect at everything I did — to work myself in circles so that I would be deserving of them.

I’m always going to have insecurities. I’m always going to have off-days. I’m always going to question my belonging. But these are just thoughts. I don’t have to accept these thoughts as my reality.

There are many approaches for finding acceptance in the things we can’t control. What I’d say is a good first step is laughing at ourselves when we find ourselves becoming irritated.

During the pandemic, living alone and adjusting to a new workplace left me with an emotion I rarely felt before: loneliness.

I’ve been on campus for almost two months now, and I’ve created relationships with people that fulfill me in ways that my friends I had for years never did.

The pandemic is reminding us that it’s ultimately our own job to get along with ourselves.

It’s not just disabled people who are particularly impressive for doing certain things with our limitations — everybody is, and we just fail to acknowledge it for those whose difficulties aren’t as obvious.