I’ve been treating myself badly for years, repeating negative, ugly, and mean words and empty insults about myself over and over. Nuria, you’re not very pretty, you’re not very tall, you’re fat, you have wrinkles, you have cellulite, you’re not very intelligent, you always make the wrong decisions… I could go on, but I don’t want to flood the universe with these words anymore. I’ve realized that I am a victim of gender-based violence, but I am the aggressor. I mistreat myself day after day, month after month, year after year, and although I want to stop, something inside me insists on continuing to hurt myself. I want all of that to end now. I don’t want to be another victim. All of this today on Nuricoco’s blog. Will you join me?

I’m glad you decided to join me and listen to what I want to tell you. For many years, I’ve been carrying around this negativity, these insults to myself that haven’t brought me any good, and despite being a mature woman, I haven’t learned. I’m not sure why some people are born loving themselves, proud of themselves, without doubts or prejudices. I think it doesn’t matter why; what matters is recognizing it and being able to change, to acknowledge that we’re on the wrong path and start correcting it, step by step. That’s what I try to do every day of my life.

The good news is that I’ve decided it’s time not just to love myself but to not care about loving myself. Instead of thinking about everything I don’t have, everything I’m not, I’m only going to think about everything I have and everything I am, and that’s a lot.

1. I´am fun and outgoing…

Wait a minute, I was starting to write the list of my achievements and qualities, and my mind jumped in: “But Nuria, what the hell are you doing? Do you think people give a shit about what you do or don’t do, or how amazing you are? No one fucking cares. They’re going to think you’re arrogant or crazy. Stop writing right now and delete this damn post, you crazy bitch.” And suddenly, I thought: Holy fuck! I’m a bad aggressor! Oh my God, what a revelation! My mind doesn’t even let me write a damn post without insulting myself… Well, guess what? Crazy or not, whether you read it or not, I don’t care. Here’s my fucking list. Fuck the aggressor inside me; I’m going to fucking report her, hahahahaha (oh my God, how many curse words have I used in a second).

Continuing…

1. I am fun and outgoing.
2. I am a good person.
3. I look good (hahaha).
4. I’ve raised two children all by myself, all alone, and they’ve turned out wonderful and very well-behaved. My daughter told me the other day, “Mom, thank goodness you raised us so well. I’m now realizing how many rude people there are in the world. The other day, getting off the tram, a girl about 15 years old was getting on the tram before letting people off, and I told her, ‘You let people off before getting on!’ (Mom, I’m an old lady) hahahahahaha.”
5. I take care of my mother with Alzheimer’s.
6. I’m versatile; no matter what it is, I dare to do it, and I do it.
7. Now I’m an actress, and I love it. After 30 years, I’ve decided to go for it.
8. I have a handsome and good boyfriend, and he loves me a lot.
9. I’m a good dancer.
10. I’m a good friend.
11. I’m pretty.
12. I’m intelligent.
13. I’m creative (look at this blog).
14. I’m tenacious.
15. I’m resilient.
16. I have abundance.
17. I’m happy.
18. I have great friends.
19. I have freedom.
20. I’m lucky.

I could go on, but I have to go live my life, damn it… Do the same… Leave me comments, tell me about your achievements…