Yes. In various ways through the day. Recently I have been having long-ass conversations with myself in the mirror. I look at myself deep in the eyes. I converse with darker parts of self. The often repressed. The ignored, the hated. The uncomfortable. I have made a little circle in front of my mirror, where I have decided all feelings and thoughts are OK and are not allowed to be judged. Just exist. And I sit there and I talk. Maybe in the small circle in front of my mirror, I can be my own friend. Maybe. And maybe I can tell myself the things I have always wished to hear from others. And try to be curious and respectful and all the good things. It takes a lot of energy to hate myself, which I have been doing for as long as I can remember. It is difficult but refreshing to try to make new space in myself.