I talked last week about the resolutions I’m making. And not making.
I’ve read so many people saying things like “I resolve to lose X pounds,” or “Tomorrow is diet day,” or similar statements about cleaning house or doing…whatever. Quitting smoking or getting divorced or making progress on projects.
And I get it. The fresh start of something…anything…is a stimulant.
It totally is for me too.
But I am conciously choosing not to do that this year, because maybe it’s just me but I get SO upset with myself when I inevitably mess up my goal.
So here’s the secret, kids, aim low!
Not really. I have decided, though, to be a bit more positive when choosing changes for my life.
Like I resolve to not be such a bitch. To be more giving and less selfish.
To make an effort to be happier – not to fix myself. Because I don’t need fixing. I’m ok.
These are all things I’ve said before, but where did it all ever come from? Why do we pick things we think are wrong with us and try to change ourselves?
It’s all very negative if you think on it. It’s stupid to start out a new section of your life by bathing it in things you don’t like about yourself.
Because if anyone is going to like you, shouldn’t it be…well, you?