It’s knowing when you need to step back and take a breath. It’s accepting you will not sweep the floor or clean the dishes in that moment because you have a fever and perhaps, rest truly comes first. It’s knowing that you can ask for help, receive it, and this did not make you weaker.
Its knowing that you may have some health conditions that might follow you all your life but that does not limit you. It might challenge you but it does not limit you.
It’s coming from a history of hardship and lack of support but you decide, it is infinitely worth it to work on yourself.
When we think of the holiday season we conjure up expectations of community, gatherings, and celebration. Some of us decorate our homes and settings. We search for warmth and embark on the hustle. The to-do list of traditions (meals to prepare, plans within family and/or friends, dates to fill in) merges with our everyday life (work, academia, home life, personal responsibilities). All of this is almost expected. Once fall comes in we know that the excitement of the holiday season will spring upon us and fill us with anticipation.
However, I’m writing this to advocate for those who may not have the smoothest time during the season. This can be for many reasons. Not all of us have a strong family unit, some of us get overwhelmed by the idea of an “ideal holiday” and having to “do it all”, some of us experience emotional triggers that we keep to ourselves. Because we choose to hide them or we don’t want to disrupt anyone’s joy. There are many reasons why the holiday stress can bubble even if we don’t project it for others to know.
Lately I have been revisiting the genre of poetry. While I wasn’t always drawn to poetry books, I would often write my own & held a few verses close to my heart. The captured meaning held between short verses, the ability to convey so much emotion in the web of words always moved me.
February has been a month of transition. There’s been heartbreak, there’s been growth, buds that have been blossoming, and changes afoot. Unsteady seas have made me stronger. However, it would not have been possible without the love and presence of friends. I’ve allowed myself to go through the feels, whether it was crying my heart out at 2 in the morning or journaling brief prose.
For some, February is the themed month of love, romance, and the palette of rosy tones.
Real talk though: I think we could all use some self love. Whether it’s stress caused by our daily environment (work, school, etc.) or personal lives, (the ever-changing nature of news cycles), or simply the own expectations and ambitions we set on ourselves, sometimes you genuinely need a break. Which means putting yourself first. Which means stepping back to emotional check in with your self – mind, body, & soul.
Turthfully: bad days happen, obstacles happen, circumstances happen. Heartache happens. No matter how much we may try to prevent it, we’ll have those days or periods in our lives that will challenge us. I’ve humbly surrendered to giving myself space to feel my emotions. Instead of holding on or telling myself that nothing hurts me (lie) – I will find the time to let it go and release.