In a world where shame seems to be both currency and language, it's hard to love ourselves at all, much less more each day. Speaking as someone for whom self-love doesn't come easily, I think it's maybe the only thing we *can* do. It's the only kindness guaranteed to heal whatever mentally, physically, spiritually ails us.
But it means we have to love all of it--and sometimes that is so exquisitely painful that it feels like failure. But I think it must be the opposite of failure and that, with practice, one day it will feel like it.