When I was stuck in the addictive cycle of alcohol use disorder, I was suffering, big time. I hated myself for being stuck. I hated myself for not being able to fix it.
The thing that eventually pulled me out forever, was self-compassion, acknowledging my suffering and loving myself despite of it.
I didn’t wait until I was sober to love myself. This is key.
Self-compassion is the act of turning loving kindness in towards yourself. This was so foreign to me. I had to release many long-held thoughts that I had about myself and how the world worked. It was awkward and strange feeling to try this new way-of-being out for myself.
Why did I bother to try? I read about the research behind self-compassion, and I knew it was what I was always missing. I knew this lack was the core of my addiction.
I desperately waned the outcomes that practicing self-compassion promised. So I persisted through the awkward, difficult to believe stages of loving myself for the first time.
I hope you can too. It’s worth it.