The world
Is hazy and covered with smoke. House is closed down, air purifiers running, outside “unhealthy” or “very unhealthy” somewhere between 143 and 240 PM2.5 ppm out there. Blech. I hide inside; have to remember to water the plants anyway.
The kiddo
Woke up today and announced that I was a panda bear and he was a raccoon; I’m not sure what that entailed but it was so. Said again that he doesn’t love me, this time completely unprompted. I responded by saying that that made me think maybe he didn’t want me around just then, so I would go away for a bit. He did not like that, and announced that that I should stay and he did love me. Success? How it happened, anyway.
Me
I’ve realized that as I’ve gotten more comfortable with myself, it’s not necessarily that I like myself more. I have lots of habits that I think can be grating, and don’t ask people about themselves as much as I’d like, or listen to their responses as well. But it takes too much work not to be me, so I just hope that other people don’t mind too much and some of them like what I’ve got going on. Self-acceptance does not necessarily always equal self love, and I think that’s actually ok. Self-neutrality gets the job done.