Today I’m feeling that I’m not “enough”. What enough is though – I’m not sure. I don’t feel like a good enough friend, or maybe I try too hard and then get hurt when that is not reciprocated?
I’m feeling not enough of a homemaker, mom, yogi, wife, budget keeper, cleaner, cook, homeschooler mom, enough ME – you name it. I’m not enough.
Pulling myself out of this non-enoughness is proving to be difficult, although I know that this feeling is just reactionary – just a feeling that I’m allowing in return to what I perceive is being said about me, to me or at me or because of how people are reacting – themselves – to me. It’s an odd feeling. And recognizing that is even odder still for me.
I do know there are things I can change, that I need to change, in order to be better, more accomplished, more put together for somethings. I’m working on that.
It’s a slow road. I need to do it for Me –
A treat for me last night as I kicked the girls out of the living room for quiet time –
I’m sure this just a temporary feeling, even though the work I need to do is real, brought on by crabby PMSing teens, tiredness, and so many, many projects that need to be done in this home, a sense of being overwhelmed.
Tomorrow – Tomorrow will be a better day.