I Wish You Could See Yourself Through My Eyes

I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. If you could, you would see just how beautiful you are, and the extraordinary miracle of being yourself. If you could climb inside of me right now and feel what I feel for and about you, you would know you are accepted and loved. I wish you would never again doubt your worth or your place in this world. You are that priceless piece of art, that song that brings tears to your eyes, that sunset that moves you, takes your breath away.
But you won’t believe this about yourself. Instead, you are seeking worth, love, acceptance, security, peace, worth and happiness. So you live in fear. You fear failure because you have a misplaced dependency upon “success” for value and worth. You fear rejection because you have a misplaced dependency upon multiple opinions. You fear not having the perfect physical appearance because you have a misplaced dependency on physical appearance for worth and acceptance. Furthermore, I can talk on and on how every feature every speckle of your skin, face, and body is perfect to me. Every insecurity is matchless in it’s own way. You fear honesty because you have a misplaced dependency on an image of someone like myself who has provoked that. You fear being a person you were before you knew me, because you have a misplaced dependency upon being a somebody for a sense of purpose and meaning and value.
I’m going to ask something of you that isn’t going to be easy because it’s going to require you to trust me. Right now you are carrying a story inside your head about yourself that isn’t true, and you’re going to spend your entire life forfeiting yourself and losing your life trying to fight or disprove that story. I’m asking you to start seeing you through my eyes. I’m asking you to be open to the possibility that there is nothing wrong with you and never was. That you have nothing to earn, nothing to prove or disprove, that you can bury that fictitious story, and start living the truth. They say the