I am watching the movie Jurassic World Rebirth and it came to a particular scene in the woods between the daughter’s boyfriend and her dad and I was reminded of a belief that had come to my thoughts before. “Our inner monologues and opinions of ourselves are far more lethal than the thoughts of others.”
Problem: A lack of loving yourself can fill you with self doubt, and the days quickly grow harder and harder to get through; the more of them you are forced to go through.
Potential Solution: Find something genuine within you to love. If nothing is there, create something.
In my opinion, it is vital to survival for us humans.
Life can be hard, it is challenging, but filling your life with love can make it beautiful. If pain has a color, and joy has a color, does hope? If so, what do you think would be the color of hope? Hope sustains, it feeds, and it strengthens a persons will. It gives beings drive.
