I know I receive compliments. I mean we all do. I must.
I have gotten better of just saying thank you when I am complimented. That is a step-up from when I used to argue with someone complimenting me.
I don't remember them as like a whole. I don't know which ones I get "the most." I remember specific ones that have meant a lot to me.
"You have a Rose there. A beautiful Rose, cherish her." - Random Man, who asked for money, and I gave him a 20.
"You have the voice of the goddess." - Woman who had "seen me in shows" but met her at a beecake concert
Right now, I get a lot of compliments on my hair. Sometimes on my dresses I wear, which I see as a compliment for Torrid. I get told I am beautiful by my parents frequently. DO parent compliments count though? I mean there is a built-in bias. Though I suppose they do know me well.
I have been told I am smart a bunch. And yea, I agree I am. Though I don't think it does a lot for me.
I know I am, and I get told I am a bottomless pit of needing compliments and assurance. Not a good thing. Maybe if I remembered and held on to compliments more I would not need them all the time, especially after I have completed a project.
I think I am going to try to REMEMBER my compliments this week. Maybe I will even remember to write them down. I know I need to learn to internalize the good stuff and not just say thank you.
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