To realize that there is one person I had neglected and (alomost) forgotten. Someone who needs to be loved, respected, treasured.
To realize that, no matter what has been done in the past, it is always possible to forgive this person and be in peace.
To understand that this person is precious and unique, because of his good qualities and in spite of his defects.
This person is myself.
Love yourself, because you are the most important thing in your life. Love yourself first, then worry about being loved by others.
Be nice to yourself, protect yourself (this doesn't mean to be conceited or self-centered, just to value yourself for what you are: an amazing creature)