And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
— Kahlil Gibran
The last two or three weeks have been a perfect storm for me. I’ve been stressed; irritated; anxious; and emotional. I’ve noticed that I’ve let things effect me physically, mentally and emotionally.
And it’s taken me a while to realize that so much of this is because of my overwhelming desire to be a people-pleaser. I’m constantly thinking “I hope this person still likes me/isn’t upset with me/etc.” with almost everyone I encounter in my daily life (seriously the other day at Target the customer service rep at the counter made me cry).
It is exhausting. And guess what?? I’ll never be able to say “Yep, everyone I came into contact with was pleased with me” at the end of any day. It’s just not possible.
It may have taken me 28 (nearly 29 years in just two short weeks! Eeek!) years to accept this, but I’m there. Or, rather, I’m here.
And I’ve got a plan. When I feel that urge to please creeping up on me, I’m going to step back and ask myself “How would this person not accepting of me effect my life?” It’s a simple question, but the answer may not always be. But at least it will allow me a few minutes to really contemplate these moments and to put things into perspective.
Also I am going to revisit placing my focus on what really does effect my life; one what is really important: myself, my husband, and our family. Really in the grand scheme of life, they are the people who matter most and they are the people I need to focus on pleasing. Because if I accept myself, if my husband accepts me, and if my family accepts me — that’s all I truly need.