Hot chocolate works well too
I’m in “I hate myself mode” today.
I feel the hatred towards myself growing, bubbling up like water boiling and threatening to spill, like a black tide rising.
If I let myself go, this feeling can take over everything. Self hatred turns me into a lump unable to act or think. It makes me see myself asworthless, unlovable, unfit. This feeling makes me want to crawl under a blanket and escape from reality.
I have done enough growing now to know that this is a chain reaction to older wounds that have not healed.
I know I can turn the heat down and stop the water from boiling. I know I can avoid drowning into waves of self hatred.
I am me. I make mistakes. I own them. I am not perfect, but hey, nobody is.