Not Beating Myself Up About It

That’s the new motto I’m trying to adhere to.  Trying.  A friend missed a deadline and said she wasn’t going to beat herself up about it anymore.  I get it.  I didn’t used to though.  I used to feel all those feelings that come with “failure”–shame, guilt, disappointment and anger.  “I should be better,” I would tell myself.  At some point, probably just last year, I realized the world doesn’t end. But over time, I also realized that we really don’t have that much control anyway.  What’s going to get done, will get done. What doesn’t, well, it will eventually, or just doesn’t.

When I don’t get what I want done in the time allotted, I’m going to focus on what I did get accomplished.  Maybe I didn’t finish that chapter I promised myself I would get to this week, but I did get to the gym every day, and I feel fantastic!  Why ruin that good feeling with guilt?

No more beatings.  Just celebrating.  I’m 50.014 years old today.


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