Mencintai diri, dapat berarti menjadi teman untuk diri sendiri, menjadi pendengar setia untuk diri sendiri, menjadi penasehat bijak untuk diri sendiri, menjadi benteng pertahanan untuk diri sendiri, menjadi terapis dan obat untuk diri sendiri, menjadi anak sekaligus orang tua untuk diri sendiri. Saya memeluk diri di tengah ketidakberdayaan dan ketidakmampuan mengolah pikiran, emosi, juga stigma yang tidak lelah berseliweran.
Kepada diri meskipun tidak berfungsi baik pada hari ini, mari sejenak mendengarkan Simon and Garfunkel :
When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I'll dry them all
I'm on your side when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
...
Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remain
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
...
Away I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world its saddest sound
Its saddest sound
...
Kepada diri meskipun tidak berfungsi baik pada hari ini, mari sejenak mendengarkan Simon and Garfunkel :
When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I'll dry them all
I'm on your side when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
...
Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remain
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
...
Away I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world its saddest sound
Its saddest sound
...
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