Self-compassion is a Practice
Sometimes I don’t have the ability to line words up in a meaningful way. Perfectionism gets in the way. Distraction gets in the way. Shame gets in the way. So many things get in the way of being myself, and being myself means writing. So I’ve been quiet. But here’s what I know- taking care of myself, practicing self-compassion… cultivating these things takes time. I’m learning a whole new skill-set here, and it makes sense that it’s not a smooth run.
There are a million mean things I say to myself about not writing. I don’t want to list them here, but they center around “Toughen up! Get it together!” and contain name-calling like “Lazy” and “Stupid.” With those sort of statements echoing in my mind, it helps to have at least one self-compassion mantra I can grab hold of and employ easily. My mantra is, “Self-compassion is a practice. These things take time.”
Do you have a go-to self-compassion mantra? Words you whisper when you’re really down? I’d love to hear them. We could all use a little help in learning to be kind to ourselves.