Recently, someone close to me said, “I don’t even know who you are anymore!”
Sadly, I don’t know who I am either. Or do I? I’ve been on a journey to discover me ever since I was diagnosed with breast cancer…for the second time.
I wrote in my journal, of course, even those close to me really don’t know who I am. I’ve made a point of only showing the parts of me that I was willing to share; that I felt would be accepted and judged acceptable. I’ve done that my whole life.
I’m taking my life back.
This month is about mothering yourself. Okay…that means treating me with TLC. I’m tired of being the good girl who wouldn’t hurt anyone’s feelings or disappoint anyone while I got the fuzzy end of the lollipop. Yes, the world needs followers as well as leaders. How about cooperation and collaboration? Why does it always have to be about one person winning and everyone else losing.
It’s not about winning or losing; it’s about respect and awareness.
It’s not about judgment and who is right…it’s about everyone being heard.
Do you have anyone you can talk to about this?
Who do you tell?
We’re mad. We’re frustrated. We’re tired, cranky and fed up.
So when is it “appropriate” to speak up about what we…you…I…want?
I’ll answer that…now!
Right now. Let anyone and everyone know it’s your turn to be heard. As much as we’d like to have people read our minds and not have to tell them what we want, we’re just going to have to speak up. Regardless of whether your “office” is on Market Street, Main Street, Wall Street, or behind the wheel of a mini-van barreling down Any Street, we are all afflicted with the “Voiceless Syndrome.”
We have to speak up…my life is mine!
We have to practice self-care by asking for help. (While we may have demonstrated that we could do quite a bit of it in the past, clearly we are not going to keep doing that behavior because that would be insane.)
We have to ask for what we want…help with the paper pile-up that is threatening to overtake our office. Help in brainstorming ideas about the next big project. Help with driving the carpool and help with the dinner preparation as well as clean up. Help with the laundry – those towels, shirts and underwear don’t fold themselves and march into the bureau drawers.
Help with creating consistency and confidence in a world full of challenges and uncertainty.
I’m claiming time for myself to do whatever I absolutely please once a week.
Do you look at your life and wonder…what part of it is mine?
Isn’t it time you stopped wondering? How will you take your life back? I’d love to hear your plans. Please hop over to my Facebook page and share.