Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

Let’s talk about self-love. Is it wrong to love yourself? How much love are you able to reward your soul? When does it become narcissism? Am I narcissistic? Maybe a little, I suppose.

I find it relieving to finally be able to say, nowadays, that I love the man in the mirror. My reflection and my protection. I love my common name, I love my height, and I definitely love the skin I’m in! If hate is yang, then I am yin.

Life isn’t easy sometimes, but is it for anyone? Probably not. We all have our own gun. We all have our own battles. It’s a blessing when you find the path to release your shackles. Being held down by a mental prison, with the “kicker” being, it was created by an inner mission. To keep yourself from getting hurt. To divert. Though, the hurt in not living, only does a revert.

How does one live if one isn’t living? The joke that keeps giving. It’s a little tired now. See you later, joke – ciao! Ain’t no mountain high enough, to keep me from loving myself. Time to bid the colorful antipathy, a longing farewell.

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