So I’ve spent the last week or so cleaning, packing and sorting out my life. I’ve accumulated so much, and want to hang on to so much that this moving process certainly hasn’t been easy. In between all the mess, I found a note I carried in my purse for months. It’s something I wrote to myself as an encouragement when I felt lonely and confused. Now it comes as a strong reassurance that no matter what happens, it will all be worthwhile.
“Be patient with yourself. Allow yourself all the trepidation and clumsy uneven infatuation that you would with a stranger. Try only to be kinder, softer and remember all the things within you which are worth loving. Listen to the voice at the back of your head which tells you, as much out of sadness as anger ‘You are ugly, you are boring, you are stupid.’ Give to the fleeting moment of attention it craves, then remind it “even if that were true, I’d still be worth loving. No matter what happens, whether people drift away or as life challenges you, never forget that you would always be worth loving.”
I leave San Francisco, my home for the past 8 years, tomorrow and found this just in perfect timing.