Do you actually can say that you truly love and accept yourself? Through the endless doubts, rejection of your uniqueness, social pressure, the feeling of “not being enough” - you name it?
It sounds like one of the hardest parts of existing, no?
But this mature age has finally arrived 🤌 with the realization that the constant battle with yourself doesn’t make any sense, and that legalizing your struggles is the first step toward making changes.
Just a kind reminder that “self-love” isn’t the final destination. “To love” is literally a verb - a continuous process and endless actions. We should take care of ourselves.
I visited my parents 8 months ago when the frontline was about 170km from my hometown. Now it’s a bit more than 100km away. This means ukrainians continue to lose their homes and loved ones. These pictures are full of appreciation for the chance to visit my family.
The frontline is about 170km away from my hometown Pavlohrad. That's enough to try to pretend living a “normal” life, but it's mental to feel that a real hell on earth is so close…life is not normal anymore because of russians. Ukrainians are currently living in a world of the starkest contrasts. The sensation of life and death at the same time still blows my mind. And I'm soooo lucky and grateful to have had this opportunity to spend the holidays with my family… Don’t forget, please, that #russiaisaterroriststate
