Just for today, I will remember that I am loveable. Even though I may not always love some of my actions, thoughts, appearance, I need to remember that I am worthy of recovery. I can change and learn to love myself, and recognize that beauty comes from within and is but the surface of who I am. I can not allow a pimple to blemish the outlook I have of myself. I not only had to learn to love myself, but learn to like myself too. Love is akin to hate. Both very strong emotions, as they say, "Opposites attract." I grew up thinking I was ugly all of my life. I found out that most alcoholic/addict think bad of themselves and some of the most beautiiful people that I have met, have the lowest sense of self-esteem.
