Last year I set one resolution: read 40 books. Which I *did*. This year I have a lot I want to change and do better, and I’m gonna make it aaaaaaall happen.
Two weekends ago we took a pretty last minute trip to Niagara Falls for Mack’s 25 birthday. I’m talking making-reservations-on-Thursday-for-a-Sunday-arrival last minute. Which is not ordinarily how I like to live my life, but to HELL with convention! (I said hell. Put a dollar in my spiritual swear jar.)
Anyway, we had a great time FINALLY getting to Canada! We also saw Continue reading
Since this blog is ‘new’ (the direction is new, ya know) I wanted to write down some of the things I’m working to accomplish and improve as I go forward. How does that saying go? A dream without a plan is just a wish? Yeah. That. Continue reading
Thank you for being here! This transition has been a long time coming and I’m excited to chronicle every step of this adventure. I have a lot of great ideas brewing (book reviews, inspiration from all corners of the earth, random acts of kindness, practicing self care, gratitude journaling, getting back in touch with optimism, developing my sense of resilience and vulnerability, mindfulness, meditation, yoga, and so much more!) and I’m hoping to not only change the way I see, well, everything, but to inspire my readers and followers too! Like I mentioned in my About Me page, I have a lot of work to do and there’s no time to waste! Thank you for following and I look forward to sharing this journey with you, wherever it may take me! I’ll leave you with a quote, since quotes/affirmations are my ab. So. Lute favorite.
Lately I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. That’s not true, (I always do a lot of thinking) but I’ve been paging through this awesome book called Boomerang Kids by Carl Pickhardt Ph.D. and it’s been very therapeutic for me. While I’m not a Boomerang Kid per se, if I didn’t have my awesome and reliable boyfriend and the support of my parents to live in Pittsburgh *deep inhale*… I’d live with one of my parents right now *deep exhale*. I have a full time retail job, which I’m grateful for, but with debt from my bachelor’s and master’s degrees, I can’t pay all of my bills or loan payments each month without some help. So. While I’m not a Boomerang Kid I identify with a lot of the strife that Boomerang Kids deal with. I’m telling you all of this because I’ve had a bit of a thought revelation while reading this book. But first, I want to rewind.
This past May I applied to a dream advising job. I got a call in June, and in quick succession had a phone interview an an in person interview all within a month and a half. Then, there was nothing. I’d dutifully hand written my thank you notes, and left behind a packet that contained a tailored sample advising syllabus, campus resources for the institution, my philosophy of advising, and my resume. I felt good about the interview, but not hearing back was starting to worry me. My confidence dwindled, and by the time I heard back from them and learned that I didn’t get the position, I was far from surprised. Heartbroken, but not surprised. I’m sure the candidate they chose is lovely and will do great things for their students, and I tried my best not to take it personally. Because it wasn’t personal at all.
I sort of went into mourning for the future that slipped through my fingers like a handful of sand, though. I let myself imagine what it would be like to get that job. I thought, ‘I could pay off a good chunk of my loans with the money that’s helping make ends meet where my paychecks don’t. I could have vacation time. I could have my own health insurance. I could walk to work on nice spring and summer days. I could have disposable income. I could have weekends and weeknights all to myself. I could start saving to buy a house.’ The thought police were nowhere to be found and I let my imagination run wild with the possibilities.
When it didn’t work out I was an emotional mess. My migraine free streak ended, and I started getting awful tension headaches that wouldn’t go away for anything, and it felt like someone was sitting on my chest a lot of the time. My anxiety and stress manifest with shortness of breath, so you’ll hear me sighing a lot not from discontent, but because I simply am not getting enough oxygen.
Fast forward to picking up this book at the library on a whim, and I started to identify with the young adults this book was describing. While it’s written for parents of Boomerang Kids and has a ton of good information about coping with your child while they struggle to get their feel on the ground, it’s undoubtedly helped me pick myself up and dust myself off.
One of my biggest problems is that I tend to view life in a formulaic way. Go to college, get degree, get job. No one ever told me it didn’t work that way for everyone. I was told I could do anything I wanted; the sky was the limit. I just needed to check off the correct boxes on the curriculum of life and I’d get where I wanted to go. While that’s true for a lot of people, it isn’t true for a lot of other people. I’ve been putting myself under a lot of pressure to get a job that utilizes my degree (or at least allows me to live a financially stable life) and I’ve been kicking myself while I’m already down. The longer it takes me to get where I want to be, the more I hold myself accountable. I get stressed and frustrated, and my body starts to break down. My self care has been at almost 0. I see all of my doctors regularly and I have a therapist, but I haven’t really been doing anything to actively check my state of mind. I used to do yoga. I used to paint my nails. I used to wear make up. I used to get massages. I used to treat myself occasionally. I don’t do any of these things on a regular basis now. I haven’t felt that I deserve it. I’ve been punishing myself for not being where I want to be at this point in my life. I see others who are my age (and less educated than me!) that have the life I want and let me tell you, when they say, ‘Comparison is the thief of joy,’ that’s real. Really real.
So what’s the point of this story? Well, for one thing, the unrealistic expectations for myself end today. There’s a fine line between staying motivated and setting yourself up for failure and I crossed that line a while ago and I need to get back on the right side of things. It’s easy to feel like everything is your fault and that you’ve made many mistakes, but when you’re putting yourself out there and making an effort, your criticism of yourself becomes absolutely unhelpful and very hindering. Today’s the day I adopt the phrase, ‘Tell the negative committee that meets inside your head to sit down and shut up.’