As a father I never understood the concept of “self-love”. It was a foreign term for someone like me. My daughter never seemed happy about herself. She always found something to critique about her appearance and her achievements. To me everything looked just fine till one day I couldn’t recognize my daughter anymore. I saw her change herself to please others but I never intervened. I honestly did not know how to help her through this, maybe because of the way I grew up. I somehow felt like she could figure it out on her own, I did not have the knowledge to guide her through this. Instead I watched her destroy herself and when I built up the courage to help her, it was too late. She shut everyone out and later bloomed like I never seen her before.
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