Good morning, girl. How are you this morning? Did you watch the video of Dr. Wendy Suzuki yesterday? I love that woman.
Dr. Wendy helps me to get my head right when I am getting down on myself. (I am strong!) She is one of the many supports I turn to on the days when I need a boost. Do you ever have those days? They go like this: I’ll be dressing for work, or stepping out of the shower, and I’ll catch a glimpse of I’ve-had-a-baby-tummy or jiggly-thigh and this awful thought pops in my head, something like, “you-are-one-fat-and-ugly-em-effer”. Or worse. I swear, my self-talk some days is just vicious. I say things to myself I would never dream of saying to another living being.
Why do we do this to ourselves? It’s not helpful, Lord knows. I’m sure there is someone out there happy to name this some disorder or another and drug me right up. Personally, I think it just means I’m human. I think that because I’ve never met a woman who doesn’t do this to herself at one point or another in her week, in her month, in her life.
I have found that I have to DECIDE to be happy. To choose to be optimistic, to choose to love myself in spite of the crap my insecurities spew from my brain every once in a while.
And I get help climbing back up out of that nasty hole. I call a friend. I go for a run (always always always lifts my spirits). I watch an inspirational video. I put music on and dance (really, try it, it’s awesome). I eat a salad (and think of the very hungry caterpillar), drink tea, breathe outdoor air. I’ll make a gratitude list.
And then I’ll keep going.
If your head wasn’t kind to you this morning, try one of these things. Or all of them. And know that you are not alone. And that, in spite of your very human occasional self-doubt, you are beautiful.