Gentleness
Yesterday, I got a lot done. However, by the time it was time to go to bed, I was not feeling it. I wasn’t feeling doing another damn thing. I didn’t want to brush my teeth. I didn’t want to wash my face. I didn’t want to put away my slumber party supplies. I didn’t want to do the day’s dishes. I didn’t. want. to.
While I was journaling before bed (after forcing myself to do the necessities), I realized that I was probably either a) getting a touch of depression, which happens even though I’m on medication, or b) putting too much weight on my own shoulders. I had accomplished A LOT yesterday according to my to do list, and yet I was forcing myself to do more. I realized that I need to be gentler with myself.
So, today, I sent the intention that I would be tender with myself. If I didn’t get everything done, that’s fine. I also tried to limit the amount of things that were not fun/self-care to a minimum, and I’ve had the mantra of, “If I don’t get to it today, it will still be there tomorrow.” I am grateful for not only the ability to look at what’s going on with myself and take appropriate actions, but also to be gentle with myself, to handle myself with care, as that’s been something that I’ve been chronically missing in my life.