I’m realizing lately that it’s easier for me to worry about others and often put my own needs last. If you had asked me if I do that, I would have answered no. But as my shoulders tighten, my neck knots up, and sleep escapes me, I become aware that something isn’t right. And after weeks of self examination, I am realizing that I still do what is generally what I think is better for others, even if it means sacrificing myself in the process.
I am usually very good at empathizing and taking all perspectives and people into consideration before making a decision. What I didn’t realize is that I often forget to include myself in that equation. What’s so hard to remember is that we have to take care of ourselves first. That others around us are effected by us, and our own unhappiness. As women (and a lot of men) we are taught to put others before ourselves. When putting yourself first, even in a non-selfish way, it often leads to guilt. I’m not sure how to get rid of this guilt, but it is a process. It needs to be done. When I suffer, my son, my work, my friends, and my health suffer. Taking care of myself first really is the most unselfish thing I can do. Now…to diminish the guilt involved….