Sometimes we’re pretty darn hard on ourselves…
“Why do I have to always be so anxious?”
“Why can’t I just not be upset about *this* anymore?”
“Why do I always have to take things to heart?”
“Why can’t I be more carefree?”
And so I’m here to remind you that - you make sense.
Being kept up at night by anxious thoughts because life has been so unkind to you before… makes sense.
The weary ache you feel in your bones from pushing through everyday when you’re completely and utterly exhausted… makes sense.
Every once in a while, absolutely cracking under the pressure of it all, when you’ve been forced to hold it together so often… makes sense.
Finding it difficult to trust people after you’ve been let down so many times… makes sense.
Being hard on yourself because no one has allowed you the space to give yourself a break… makes sense.
Feeling like you need to control as much as you can because your life is so unpredictable… makes sense.
Often being frustrated, rather than enchanted, by life when it’s dealt you some really low blows… makes sense.
Feeling resentful that you haven’t been gifted the same freedoms as your peers… makes sense.
Not being able to find the “positives” some days because life can be incredibly cruel… makes sense.
The last thing we need is shame for thinking or feeling a way that totally makes sense given our experience.
So, please remember:
After everything you’ve been through - you make sense.
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