Finding joy in what and who I am is a talent that continues to elude me. Why am I so hard on myself when I am willing to cut others some slack? I'm still trying to figure that out.
One explanation might be that I am the older child in my family constellation (oldest children being more likely to be over-achievers and therefore harder on themselves). Another explanation might be that I suffer from depression, which occasionally makes me view myself in a negative light. Yet another explanation might consist of a combination of these and other factors.
This I know for sure: when I love myself, I am more likely to love others.