So Hard

Why is it so hard to love ourselves? So hard to accept the good in yourself that others see in you?

I'm seeing a new therapist right now. She's so unlike any therapist I've had before. On the one hand I'm so tired, feel like I've worked so hard at this before, how can another round end any differently? And yet when I leave my appointment I feel so peaceful, and so full of hope that I am the person that she sees inside me--and so full of belief that I can become that person with her help.

She's offered me empathy on some things I didn't even think I needed empathy for. And today she gave me an incredible compliment. I'm not sure I can believe it, and yet I'd like to so badly.