Even before I received romantic-relationship love, I had (and thankfully still have) all sorts of love around me: the love of my family, the love of my friends and, on occasion, I even loved myself.
Sadly, loving myself was and is a lot less frequent than the other love I receive. Why do I have to be my own worst critic? It's a bit crazy because I am with myself all of the time. Why shouldn't I love the one I'm with even if it's with myself? (Hah! Another song lyric reference: Luther Vandros's "Love the one you're with" totally unplanned but a happy surprise.)
So this Valentine's Day and each day after, I will strive to live this wonderful quote from Oscar Wilde,
"To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance."