I am a big fan of feeling my feelings. I like to name my fears and worries out loud. I know they are there whether I acknowledge them or not and whether I say them or not. I believe that naming them, saying them out loud and putting them outside of me is key to reducing their power.
It’s an important way for me to connect to myself and not to numb.
It’s also a step toward connection with others who might feel similarly so I can feel less alone.
So I am not a fan of dismissing or diminishing the feelings when they are spoken out loud. I try hard never to tell my friends or boys that what they are feeling is not a big deal and that there are people much worse off in the world. Or that if they voice their fears, that voice might bring them forth so don’t say it. I disagree with both of these philosophies.
Our feelings are real whether we acknowledge or not. Our lives and worries and anxiety and blessings are not part of a comparison game. We are allowed to worry and be sad no matter what. And naming our fears does not make the universe send them our way. For myself, I try not to encourage wallowing because I don’t think it helps me. But acknowledging and being acknowledged absolutely does.
How can I work through my feelings if I am not even allowed to say them out loud?
My favorite moments about life are always in the little moments. Snuggling up on the couch. Laughing in the car. Watching my kids play. Joking around in the kitchen.
It’s almost Halloween which means I can put my Christmas tree up soon. I’m not a fan of Fall but Christmas season is my favorite.
It’s performance evaluation season at work so I have been thinking a bunch about how to give and receive feedback. And how other people’s feedback might be valid and still it doesn’t mean I have to do anything about it. I can receive it, say thanl you and then decide if I’d like to incorporate it.
I get to decide which feedback matters to me and what I want to do about it.
Like other things in life,.I can choose if this happens to me or if I decide to be an active participant in the conversation. Having choice and knowing it’s up to me completely changes how I show up.
I am working hard not to hold on to what’s not mine to carry. Being intentional with how to help without fixing and how to be present and sit with things without rushing to solve.
All of which is so hard for me and yet so liberating when I can do it.
This book was super over the top and that it has a bunch of crazy twists and narrators that are somewhat unreliable. All of which is usually a combination I am not fond of anymore but this book was clever and the twists all made me smile. Quite enjoyable to be honest.
I have so many things to say about this book. I think there were a lot of very interesting and valuable learnings in this book but I wish so many of the stories didn’t center around alcoholics and some of it was around the milder versions of codependency. It still left me with a lot to think about.