You are worth it.”
“You are amazing and worthy to be loved.”
“You are perfect.” When I hear these words being thrown around today in society, I can’t help but want to believe them and say, “you know, I DO deserve the best… I am worthy to be loved.” But the reality is, I’m not. And neither are you. None of us are.
For the past few years I’ve heard these phrases over and over again, directed especially towards young women, trying to build us up to be the strong, sophisticated, independent women we are supposed to be. But it has always rubbed me the wrong way and proposed a lot of questions in my mind. What makes me worthy? What have I done to deserve this sort of “entitlement”?