Self Love is Not Selfish

Love yourself. life depends on it.

Stress can take a huge toll. If I had not learned to love myself, I might not be here now. You can’t serve from an empty vessel. Love yourself well!


Letting Go and Trusting Time


It’s been just over a month since I “retired.” That word doesn’t feel accurate – especially since I’m just as busy as I ever was. Graduated might be a better fit. I’ve transitioned to a more creative lifestyle with more freedom and flexibility. But old habits die hard.

My stress level is still higher than I want it to be, higher than my intended lifestyle would require. The technical aspects of self-publishing are challenging, but I’m working through that process one step at a time. My stress level might have more to do with the self-imposed deadline to have my book available by Valentine’s Day. I’ve said that I’m taking my own advice and trusting the timing on the release date, but I still feel like I should be able to at least have it available to pre-order by then. There’s that retched word: should. I should be able to figure out the self-publishing systems and  meet that deadline.

Never mind that my father died less than three weeks ago while I was out of town visiting my grandchildren, and that I am/was his closest family member, that he was the strongest and bravest man I’ve ever known, that his death carries more weight than I might want to feel, and that yesterday I started the long process of going through some of the stuff in his house located an hour away, and it was exhausting.

I should still be able to meet my deadline! says the relentless hero child in my head.

Why do I do that to myself? I should know better. I taught stress management and relaxation skills for at least 20 years. It was my favorite part of my old job. Maybe it kept me somewhat sane in an insane system. But I haven’t practiced those skills lately. Maybe I should. Maybe I will. Gently

For 30 many years, I pushed myself to comply with expectations that were often unreasonable. It’s a habit I want to release now. It no longer serves me. So what if I don’t get the book out by February 14? It would be nice, but what’s the point of graduating to a more creative life of freedom and flexibility if I’m going to stress myself out with my own expectations?

Deep breath.

It’s okay that there is still work to do on me – that I’m still learning to relax and let go. Old habits die hard, and it’s only been a month or so since I graduated.

I will be kind and gentle with myself.

I will allow myself to enjoy this new adventure.

I will allow myself time to grieve.

I will trust the natural flow of my life.

I will trust the timing.


Psychotic – One-Liner Wednesday

 “It’s better to have loved and lost, than to live the rest of your life with a psychotic.”

Bird taking off

(I laughed out loud when I read those words on a T-shirt in a magazine. It was about 14 years ago when I was in early recovery from the rebound from hell. He was paranoid and constantly accused me of cheating on him and being “out of pocket” when he couldn’t reach me by phone. His brain was pickled. I know there are psychotics who are good people. Some psychotics can even be fun to hang out with when they’re following therapeutic recommendations. But I don’t have to be with someone who is out of touch with reality to the point of being toxic or abusive. Been there, done that, thank God I got out alive. Thank God I cut my losses and reclaimed my own sanity.)


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