I hated myself for a long time. I wanted to commit suicide when I was 3. I've worked my whole life to get better, and it started with the little things. I started telling jokes. I listened to music. I drew. I played with cars. I cut my hair the way I wanted it. It helped but I had dips in my progress, because progress is never linear. Here I am today, loving my body, loving myself. It starts with your body and gradually you love your mind too. But you have to start with the little things. Appreciate green grass. Appreciate food, and people saying sorry to you when they run into you. Appreciate when people in public compliment you. You have to love the little things.