The way we carry it.

 "It's not the load that breaks you down: it's the way you carry it." — Lena Horne

Are you kind to yourself? Do you place impossible expectations on yourself or do you feel like you are struggling to meet perceived expectations from others?

I feel you.

3 years ago, I took on a lot and I was not kind to myself. Spent my days at the hospital, trying to be the very best nurse. No excuses. Had to be perfect.

Ran errands in a COVID world. Maintained my 6 feet, wore my mask and washed my hands. No room for failing to be diligent in protecting myself and my family.

Cared for the hubbs who was fighting cancer. Stiff upper lip. No crying. Be positive. Keep the house clean. Make sure he drinks his protein shake and takes his pills.

After all that I’d beat myself up. Why didn't I go on that run. Why did I forget to make time for journaling/prayer. I should have walked the dog instead of just letting him out.

We are not always kind to ourselves. Life happens, and sometimes you get to say (excuse my french) “f**k it, ill do it tomorrow”

"It's not the load that breaks you down: it's the way you carry it." — Lena Horne

My inner monologue should have been kinder. My expectations to get things done should have been realistic by saying ‘this is what i have to do today” and “these are things if i have the energy, ill try to get done today”