Things have been crazy lately. I feel like I’m always saying that, but really. My roommate just told me, “I feel like your life is about to go <insert explosion gesture here>.” Basically. Today was a gloomy day as it was
raining monsooning in the morning—as in feet-deep oceans on the sidewalk—and then I was granted a new awesome task at work but didn’t do as good of a job as I should’ve because it was pretty new to me. I let it affect my whole day and it was only once I got on the subway and plugged into my music that I told myself to let it go. It was one of the first times that I’ve talked to myself* and really heard myself. Why do we encourage others so often but don’t do the same for ourselves? We hear others tell us it’s okay, but what about telling ourselves it’s okay and actually listening instead of dismissing it? I simply said, let it all go. No one does a perfect job the first time they try something new. Letting myself off the hook felt so amazing because I was the one liberating myself. I think we need to stop being so hard on ourselves all the time. Just listen.
*Inside my head. Unlike the grown man on the subway this morning having a one-sided conversation with himself with tidbits such as, “You’re saying you don’t have enough time for your mom?” and “For god’s sake fix his hair.” … I can’t.