Recently it was pointed out to me by someone who knows what he’s talking about that I need to be more compassionate with myself. To be totally honest, I didn’t really understand what that meant. I mean, I know what it’s like to be compassionate to others, and although I sometimes fail at this, I really do think I try to understand someone else’s position without being judgy.But I was unfamiliar with HOW to be compassionate with myself.
A bit of Googling (one of my favorite pastimes) revealed that maybe I’m not being as compassionate with myself as I should be. You see, I have high expectations for myself. A lot of the time I’m happy with my life, but every now and then I see a younger woman who’s more successful than I am, who has a house and a well-paying job, and I think to myself “What have I done wrong? Do I not deserve a house?” Or I see a blogger with a few thousand followers and a published cookbook and media mentions and go “What if I’m not good enough?” Or I get angry at my husband or a friend and lash out and I tell myself I’m being a huge asshole.
Does any of this behavior sound familiar to you?
So here are some ways I’m going to put this self-compassion thing into practice:
Like anything, it’s a process. And when I really need some love, I take a moment to hug my dog. Here he is with his Uncle Josh, looking suave:
So what about you? Are you guilty of not being compassionate to yourself? Let me know in the comments!