What an amazing day in my life...
After years of thinking I want to write a book, and agonizing about a topic for 2 years, finally in December 2011 I knew what I wanted to write about!
I had been battling all my life to take care of me, and my own needs. In fact, I always thought that "needs" were for weak, awfully clingy and needy people and I did not acknowledge any of mine. I think I learnt early in life to ignore my needs - it was so much easier than having them crushed, laughed at or ridiculed.
My parents were such good people. Caring, loving, nurturing. And yet, they didn't teach me how to do those things for myself. I did not learn that it's okay (essential, in fact) to take care of me, too. I learnt that it's selfish to look after myself, that I should think of others first and give them what THEY need.