Working on being kind to myself of late, with what has been a very very busy last week, finding time for me hasnt been easy, but not impossible neither just a little harder. It is so much easier and feels nicer to be able to look back on postive memories and smile, but sometimes we are reminded of a past we would prefer to forget.
Sometimes, in fact most times if i’m not 100% life and soul of the party, bouncing around on postive energy then “something must be wrong with me?”
Negative memories of a past long gone, have returned churning thoughts and feelings I thought had been boxed away, buried, after all I’ve moved on, to to a very different place in my life, a better version of me, RIGHT? Don’t worry I’m absoloutly fine, but its just reminded me that your past is always going to there, it never truly goes away, hence why it is so important to acknowledge and work on accepting who you once were, without feeling you have to re-live it over and over again, every day that way when those memories do come back they dont stay around for long, because they no longer have purpose.
My memories for this past week, though have served a purpose, the past has actually helped with the writing, writing the book hence why i havent written on here of much of late.
There is something very special and powerful about being able to write everything down, being able to re-read thoughts, memories and see them for what they are….. Just memories.
“A true and accurate measurement of one’s self-worth is how people feel about the negative aspects of themselves.”(from “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life” by Mark Manson)