I Like Me

I Like Me by Lesley D. Nurse

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I like me. It's simple yet hard for some to say it about themselves and truly mean it. I once thought that it was a bad thing to say, based on how other people saw themselves. The truth is, I used to surround myself with people who had limited beliefs, and liking me, was seen as arrogant. Don't believe the lie. Liking oneself should actually come in first place, because when you like yourself, you can like others too. I was having a business phone conversation with a woman yesterday, discussing my book, "How Sunny Sees It" and she said with enthusiasm that she could imagine if we hung out together, that I would be so much fun with her and her friends. I didn't fully agree with that and said " I'm more of a one on one person and I like to keep a distance. I'm pleasant but not on." She paused. Then she followed up with " really? I took you for an outgoing person" and then I wondered what did I just spell out to her? ( I am likeable, I thought to myself)  It was an awkward conversation of pleasant exchanges, but it seemed like she kept trying to tidy up what she thought I was trying to say. " Oh you mean that I'm the lucky one because you're choosing to be close to me right? "

" Right" I agreed. Maybe, she thought that I'm friendly after a cosmo or two, I thought to myself. Either way, I didn't care, because I like me. I told her that I'm more interested in organic connections and it depends. That is the truth. It might sound dull or boring or even mean, but I do care about genuine connections. I care about listening to what you have to say, as long as you care about what I have to say. I care about what makes you smile or cry, as long as you care about what makes me smile or cry. I care about our bond and if I have to wait to make that connection, then I'll wait. Don't get me wrong, I am and can be on, but I don't want to fake it, I want to be inspired to feel it. Some people are going to want you to fit into their image of you. If they see you as friendly and outgoing, they will expect that from you. If they see you as mean or rude, they will expect that from you. That's from them. It's how you see yourself and what you aspire to become is what matters. Keep working on it daily because even if some people believe that they don't have to work at it, we all do. I'm not going to tell you that every little doubtful whisper in your head or temptation to clean it up or make her reconsider liking me voice, goes away. But, I can promise you that you get to make the choice. It is hard work to adjust to people's expectations of you. It is hard work to keep trying to fit in. Just be you. It might not guarantee all of the friends in the world, but you will get the greatest gift of the world and that is the gift of accepting you - and I like that. 

Lesley's Blog

Thanks for visiting my page....So where do I start? It's a funny thing that happened on my way to becoming an author of a children's book. Funny, what happens when you had other plans....

How Sunny Sees It www.lesleynurse.com

How My Writing Began

I always liked writing, In fact, I did so in school as a little girl. I wrote poetry and short stories and really was always creating something. Fast forward, then I graduated college from The Fashion Institute of Technology and earned my degree in Advertising and Marketing Communications. Which is a big title for knowing how to do, fix and create a lot of things. It intrigued me. I was ready for the real world and then I graduated. Life gave me a reality check. Starting at the bottom. I did internships at media companies, while maintaining a full-time hotel front desk job and realized that it wasn't going to be as glamorous or as easy as I'd thought. The other jobs were offering me less than what my hotel gig dished out weekly - and it was a hard job to let go off. So I didn't.  And then one day, I got a new opportunity to move up to Sales. Finally! I am being recognized for my hard work. I was ready to do anything and look good doing it. My new position and I lasted for 3 long weeks in Sales. It was not a match made in heaven;  more on my boss's side, because I was just hungry to work and learn. Neither of those things were offered to me. I just realized that my pain was the beginning of feeling something new - passion. I was comfortable at my front desk job for years and in 3 weeks on the second floor, I had enough. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew that I was born to do more.