It's an amazing, yet surreal thing when you go from years of self abuse to actually loving yourself. There's always that little whispered sneer about self love being egotistical, vain, even against God. If you look at it logically, that makes no sense. Loving yourself is no more vain than loving your own kid. Thinking you're superior to everybody else, in all things, is vanity. Loving yourself is being kind and nurturing to someone who desperately needs it. Don't get the two mixed up. The sneery voice is simply insecurity trying to get you under control again. Tell it to shut the hell up and keep developing the wondrous, healing, fantastic friendship with yourself. There is very little you can't accomplish with You on your own side.