Don't you love yourself?

No one has ever asked me that before. So I never really knew that I didn't love myself. If I did, would I be happier? I've spent most of my life trying to satisfy others and love others unconditionally that I forgot to look in the mirror and love me. I forgot to tell myself how proud I am to be me. But am I proud? This life of mine is pathologically demented. I feel like someone who doesn't belong. I don't think I've ever felt like I belonged. Do I belong? To anyone? I constantly find myself remembering the past. Remembering mistakes. Never moving forward. I guess I could thank my father. For giving a fuck or two, but deep down he never really loved me. Not like the man above me. Up in the sky I look. Always wondering about His face. Asking him for forgiveness, asking for his grace. You could say earth made me stronger, but I don't dream of staying forever. My place is in the sky. Where the love is never hidden and always on time. I just feel so trapped and wrapped up in their lies. My father here beside me, said I just like over reacting, But the whole 9 years he had me, never once did I feel free. Nor Did I feel accepted. Not even happy. I thought he was my hero, but the hero neglected. So when you ask me, if I love myself, well obviously I do. I love myself enough to fight this battle and to get through. I've dealt with every emotion this earth has to throw, but with Him on my side I just can't let go. He makes me stronger, I feel his love when I pray. This world will never defeat me, my fathers words couldn't beat me, no one here can control me. I live for Him, He who gave me life. And I will be the best I can be, until I die.