A few weeks ago I said to myself, “I need a me for me.” Here I was, giving/leading/teaching/supporting/comforting/blahblahblah everyone, else but who was doing all of these things for me? I felt very whiny and sorry for myself. But I also felt too overwhelmed and exhausted to become the me for me I needed. Couldn’t someone else just be me? Why do I always have to be me? I felt crusty and bitter and up for a major martyrdom award.
As always, spot on, and generous of spirit. You forgive yourself, which many of us don't know how to do. Will think of you in your camper this weekend. Stay cool.
As always, spot on, and generous of spirit. You forgive yourself, which many of us don't know how to do. Will think of you in your camper this weekend. Stay cool.