doing less. being less. expecting less.
i give wholeheartedly. not to everyone. to a select few. yet. somehow. i find that i give over the top and maybe just have to scale it back. i've been trying. it feels....uncomfortable. i like spoiling. i like giving. i like spending big amounts of time with a few rather than equal amounts of small time with a lot.
but i am weird. even to the ones who love me. and i know that they do. but i am too weird or complex to get, i guess.
i love celebrating my good friends. love it. like, i can barely stand not doing it.
i used to make elaborate plans to take my best friend out. i enjoyed spoiling her. i loved planning a day out. it was a way to give of myself. but...she felt awkward or because not all of our friends get that from someone. so, i quit. then it was a dinner or a lunch. an evening celebrating all of the birthdays of the month. but, it's not the same.
i am working on doing less. working on letting it be ok to just be ordinary. but. it's not. it means not being me.
today was a hard day. i am having to let go of someone i met and i have to act all normal about this whole learning to do less. i haven't felt well and it makes me tired....but, so does this emotional thing.
i just want to be me. i want to CELEBRATE. i want my desire to do so to be seen as...a gift...not a thing to put up with.
today was a hard day.
resting until i pick up my daughter. then straight to bed.
i give wholeheartedly. not to everyone. to a select few. yet. somehow. i find that i give over the top and maybe just have to scale it back. i've been trying. it feels....uncomfortable. i like spoiling. i like giving. i like spending big amounts of time with a few rather than equal amounts of small time with a lot.
but i am weird. even to the ones who love me. and i know that they do. but i am too weird or complex to get, i guess.
i love celebrating my good friends. love it. like, i can barely stand not doing it.
i used to make elaborate plans to take my best friend out. i enjoyed spoiling her. i loved planning a day out. it was a way to give of myself. but...she felt awkward or because not all of our friends get that from someone. so, i quit. then it was a dinner or a lunch. an evening celebrating all of the birthdays of the month. but, it's not the same.
i am working on doing less. working on letting it be ok to just be ordinary. but. it's not. it means not being me.
today was a hard day. i am having to let go of someone i met and i have to act all normal about this whole learning to do less. i haven't felt well and it makes me tired....but, so does this emotional thing.
i just want to be me. i want to CELEBRATE. i want my desire to do so to be seen as...a gift...not a thing to put up with.
today was a hard day.
resting until i pick up my daughter. then straight to bed.
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