Bet you don't know where this is going...

You're so mean,
When you talk about yourself.
You were wrong.
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead.
                                                 ~Pink, lyrics from the song Perfect

So I happen to love this song. If you are not familiar with it, look up the rest of the lyrics. It's a really lovely song.

One of the reasons I love the song, of course, is because I can so relate to it. More often than not, the voices in my head are not particularly kind to me. From time to time I do try to make them be a bit nicer, but so far I have not had much long-term success with this. Depression certainly doesn't help. Just as the negative self talk doesn't help the depression. It's an ugly cycle.

It does help, though, to have people in your life who think you are good enough just as you are. Better than good enough even. I have a couple of friends who think I am wonderful and can do nearly anything. It makes me uncomfortable on the one hand, but all warm and fuzzy and liked on the other hand. It confuses me, makes me wonder what exactly people see when they look at me (when they look at ME that is, not just my candy coating).

The bottom line point here though (I made myself have one) is that I love my friends. The real ones. The ones who know me well enough to know about the stupid things I think and say and do and still think I'm wonderful and can do nearly anything. Because you see, I have some friends who are simply amazing people. And if those people think I am worthy, then I must be!

Friends rock.