There are times when we need to stop and give ourselves credit. Let me rephrase that, there are times that I need to stop and give myself credit.
I am going to say it, I am doing a hell of an excellent job, as are you.
Often, I find that I set unrealistic expectations for myself and then spiral into a fit of tears when I can not achieve what I set out to take on.
There are few times that I am able to look at myself and say job well done ma’am in an honest and sincere demeanor. In a similar approach, there are days that I look in the mirror and I stare at myself and I think, gosh, you are pretty.
Right now is one of those times when I find myself using something my therapist shared with me. It’s the idea of the wide angle lens. On a camera you can zoom in and out, or even use a different lens that allows you to take in more of the scene therefore changing and potentially improving your picture.
My therapist often challenges me to use the wide-angle lens. To think about what the big picture is, and not get so caught up with the trivial things.
For me, the thing I have been caught up on has been this recent medication change. I gained weight when I was first on its years ago, but I also ate very differently back then. Big picture or wide-angle lens tells me that things are different this go around. I am also on other medications which change my body composition. My diet is far improved, and I have a moderate exercise program. With all of this, history will not necessarily repeat itself.
An important thing is my mindset change. I still have some twisted thinking, but I am more accepting of myself, all of me. Much like there are times when I look in the mirror and see a beauty, and there are even times when I scroll down and go, “hot damn girl, you fine!”
I think that, for me, it is time to give myself credit, credit for all I have accomplished. Now, then, in 2020 and old school back in 1990 (I made some pretty amazing artwork with my crayons). Life is no where anywhere close to what I thought it would be. Not today, not from a year ago, five years ago, etc.…
But what I have learned is that there are gifts in everything. It is about seeing them and accepting them. I have chosen to accept my gifts. Even when my gifts come packaged in a bag of poop.
Let us (me) not forget the strength that lives within us (me). We are strong. We are capable and We are resilient. May you feel a blessed while you embark on your journeys.