This week I’ve heard the most amazing things about myself.
When growing up I’ve always been that kind of girl that thinks I’m being classified and liked only by my looks (which I sometime still do), and that’s what I wanted compliments for – my looks. And when someone didn’t comment on it I felt like I wasn’t enough. Like I was letting my looks define who I was as a person.
This week people said to me;
You give the most amazing hugs.
You have such a beautiful soul.
You have this radiant energy.
Common Pernilla, what’s wrong with you? Sometimes when I look back I just want to slap myself in the face.
I have people around me that see me for more than just my looks, which helps me accepting myself just the way I am. This just makes me realize how incredible lucky I am to have people like this around me, every single day.
And the reason why I just called myself Pernilla is that my very clever and unbelievable mum said to me this week;
Why don’t you just let go of Pernilla and embrace Penny instead?