I realized after another rough weekend that I allow the negative words of others to deeply affect me. Like why do I care about what some friend of Dan's thinks regarding me? Was I actually naive enough to think he wanted to speak with me? Actually, yes. Do I still make excuses for people and say they are nice and would never purposefully try to harm me? Yes, I do.
I don't even want to type his name again. But my ex-boyfriend is not worth my time or energy, be it positive or negative. I no longer care what he thinks, and I no longer want to be angry about it. I want to let it go. I want to also let go of all my negativity I feel regarding work. I have so much anger and frustration when it comes to how others work, and I'm so hard on myself--why can't I chart faster, why are the tasks just never-ending?
At the end of the day, I need to give myself praise. I need to set an alarm EVERY morning and not just wake up when I feel like it, too. I work so hard and give everything to my patients and literally nothing to myself, I pretty much just rest and relax when I'm off, gearing up for more work. I don't want this type of life for myself anymore. I'm tired of it. I need to wake up early and go to be on time. I need my rest. I look awful. I need to do my laundry and clean and function like a grown human. My world around me has just been crumbling and I told myself I needed someone else to help me put myself back together again, and I don't. I need people in my life, yes. I need to learn also to ask for help from my friends. Instead of just being on the sidelines like I just want to tap out and then being angry at them for not reaching out...how could they possibly know if I don't tell them? I can do this is the bottom-line. I love myself. Every day I will start to say it. And no, brain, it's not stupid. Because I'm 34 and I don't feel loved and it starts with the way I treat myself. So here it is: I FUCKING LOVE MYSELF. I am going to try to commit to myself in earnest. No bullshit, no more excuses.
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