Self love is a very popular topic, especially the last few years. As positive an idea as it seems, I find it's definitely a mixed bag.

Growing up, I was a chubby kid, but in my late teens and early twenties, I became morbidly obese. I endured sexual abuse at the age of 7, and that set the tone for the decline of my self-esteem.

Even as I’m writing this I realize I’m becoming super analytical and choking back the more creative side of me.

Another great example is that part of me still feels that I’m only loveable under certain conditions. Funny how those conditions change depending on who’s judging us.

The world grooms us to always put others first and that any excessive liking of yourself is frowned upon and you’re quickly labeled egotistical and selfish.

It is more acceptable and actually often encouraged to put ourselves down and pretend we are small and insecure. All because if we like ourselves that somehow really pisses others off.

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I hear it all the time. I can’t do this or I just can’t do that.

Heck I've even said it to myself more times than I care to count.

We tell ourselves that certain things don’t matter, we will get to it tomorrow, but it often never gets completed.

A common theme under all of this is perfectionism, which is actually a pretty interesting sabotage pattern. There is no perfection, in comparison to what or whom?

So what a great way for you to at least be right and succeed at failing! You can say, see I told you I couldn’t do it and here’s the proof!

One thing I’ve noticed with individuals who choose to perpetually make excuses is that they seem to be quite annoyed or shocked when other people are actually doing things.

Years ago a friend of mine would constantly have an ongoing list of things she was going to do, but when it came time to take any sort of action she had a never-ending catalog of excuses as to why she couldn’t do it.

She was...