A Friend On The Inside

Something inside so strong ~ Labi Siffre

Or, as defined by my dictionary

Inside (n): the inner or internal part; interior:

 

The only person you will always have in your life is yourself. That fact isn’t depressing, it’s wonderful. A whole person, always there for you; as being there for yourself, being your own friend, is amazing.

So when you put it like that it’s really baffling why we treat ourselves so badly. We have within ourselves an untapped wealth of strength and support, knowledge of our likes and dislikes, wants and needs, hopes and fears, all greater than anyone else could ever know. So what do we do with that internal treasure trove? We ignore it. We feed it crap and give it too much alcohol and tell it it’s useless/lazy/stupid/wrong/an idiot, and so on.

Imagine if one of your friends said any of those things to you, how would that make you feel? Pretty terrible, I think. But how do you feel when they tell you that you’re funny/brave/smart/brilliant. I know I feel on top of the world when a friend says something good to me.

Now imagine not saying all that negative stuff to yourself, imagine not treating yourself badly, imagine being your own friend instead; how much stronger, braver, more amazing could you be if you had that friendship inside?

I have always been described as a strong and confident person. I have prided myself on it. But inside I was often lost, confused, despondent, and desperately insecure. It took unpicking a lot of my internal constructs and beliefs, lowering my own walls, to truly find the strength that I have inside to be me; to find out what supports and sustains me, what nurtures me, what inspires me. Above all, how to be my own friend.

So now, when I have my dark moments, my 3 o’clock in the morning doubts and insecurities, I can feel this core strength of a friend inside saying “I’ve got you. I am here and I will support you.”

I can’t say what may work for you, what you may need to unpick or think about, but inside you is the person you will have with you forever; isn’t it time you made friends?

Drop me a line on a comment box-shaped postcard and let me know how you get on.

 

Princess

 

 

 

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