I’m hard on myself, mean, even. I see everyone around me doing so good all the time. Achieving their goals and moving on to the next ones. And I compare myself to them. In my head, I must be like them or else I’m nothing but a disappointment to my friends and family.
That’s not true and if I reflect on it, I know I’m very wrong. Everyone has their own path to happiness, peace and fullfilment. Mine’s a little rougher at the moment that the people’s around me but it’s getting better, slowly but surely. My worth is not based on what I get done or what I accomplish, nor is yours. Because sometimes you just don’t have the strength to do things and that’s okay. I’m still a great friend, a hell lot of fun and a good lover, that is worth something!
Give yourself the time you need to heal. I will, too.