“I can’t figure out what’s wrong—but I am in a funk.”
“I’ve noticed,” he replied. “What can I do?”
“I don’t know.”
And that was the thing. I couldn’t even put my finger on what the funk was about….just that I was feeling awful with just about everything. And I knew that I was doing it to myself. But I also didn’t know how to get out of it. I told him I really didn’t know….but I promised I would work on it. So I thought about it. And thought. And thought.
Peeling-the-onion-type-thinking (as my mom calls it). And eventually came to the conclusion that it wasn’t one thing in particular…..just a bunch of “I’m not good enough moments.”
And unfortunately I let those little things get into my head and work themselves up into a big funk.
So, a couple of weeks ago I began the process of digging out. I said no to some things I normally would have stressed myself out to do. I started going back for morning walks (even bundled up). And most of all I tried to stop the negative talk about myself (that was on the hubby’s request).
In doing some reading, I came across this quote above. And printed it out on my fridge to look at and read everyday.
“To learn to be content with who I am…..”
That is the lesson that I needed to learn. And although I think it is a life-long process, it is helping the funk.
How have you learned to be content with who you are? I really would love to know….