Quotes About Self-acceptance

Over the last few years, my comfort level with how I look has improved. My age has helped. You get used to yourself and accept yourself.

Never judge yourself by the narrow standards of others. What we do together here is our business, nobody else's. Never, never doubt what we have just done is anything but love. Never let yourself be restricted by thoughts of what society would have you do, what it would accept or condemn. Please promise me that.

She wondered why they didn't understand that their true selfs were good enough, and if they weren't, then the someones they weren't good enough for, were really the ones not good enough.

Live from the abundant place that you are loved, and you won't find yourself begging others for scraps of love.

I expect a perfection in me and a perfection in others that not even God Himself expects. If God is patient with the process, why can't I be?

Labels only stick if I let them.

No amount of outside achievement fixes inside hurts.

Lord, have mercy on all that jiggles on me. And my soul. And my obviously whacked-out brain.

With the full assurance God is okay with me even when I'm not okay with me. And I realize, I can't hold on to the desire to run and at the same time go where God wants to lead me.

I had allowed to settle into the core of who I am. I talked about myself in ways I would never let another person.

My body size is not tied to my happy. If my happy was missing when I was larger, it will still be missing when I get smaller.

Becoming more than a good Bible study girl means I separate my shortcomings from my identity and let Jesus be the only measure of my worth.

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Negative self-talk was a rejection from my past that I had allowed to settle into the core of who I am.

The voices of condemnation, shame, and rejection can come at you, but they don't have to reside in you. That's your miracle in the mess.

The voices of condemnation, shame, and rejection can come at you, but they don't have to reside in you.

This wasn't really about the scale or what clothing size I was; it was about this battle that raged in my heart.

Lo que sí necesitamos es creer en nosotros mismos y en el poder que está adentro nuestro. Para acceder a él, debemos renunciar a muchas creencias, opiniones y juicios sobre nosotros mismos para querernos y aceptarnos tal cual somos. Sé que esto no es algo fácil. Ni siquiera sabemos conscientemente cuáles son las creencias que nos están afectando, pero con el proceso que enseño en este libro, no es necesario conocerlas, sino dar permiso para que se vayan.

Those academics books that makes you feel like you ain't good enough, they were written by a human being like you. You not stupid for failing, you just not understanding someone else's point of view and it is normal not to understand someone's point of view

She told me I possessed what every great mathematician required, an excellent memory and a sense of poetry. I felt she saw into me, past every façade and flourish, and that the more she knew me, the more she loved me. I was too young, then, to know how lasting this kind of love is, how rarely it comes into one's life, how difficult it is to accept oneself, let alone another. I carried this security--Ai-ming's love, the love of an older sister--out of my childhood and into my adult life.

I should remember that I be just as worthy now as I will be when this is done.

All of us have days when all our emotional resources are at our disposal and days when we feel depleted; we are all people in addition to being parents. Perfect is not something parents are, nor something they should strive to be. Striving for perfection is bound to end in disappointment and often in depression. We do, however, want to be the best parent we can be and we don't want to have our histories necessarily dictate our parenting skills or choices.

But there was no wound she could give me that I had not already given myself.

I have aged. When I look in my polished bronze mirror, there are lines upon my face. I am thickened too and my skin has begun growing loose. I cut myself with my herbs and the scars stay. Sometimes I like it. Sometimes I am vain and dissatisfied. But I do not wish myself back. Of course my flesh reaches for the earth. That is where it belongs.