If this was my friend asking for advice, I’d have no doubts what to do.
I’d say how getting it 80% right is enough to take you where you want to go, and that there’s always so much more we could be doing at any given time, so it’s high time to stop getting upset about all these things that we’re not doing yet.
I’d ask, what would this look like it it were easy, if you could approach the problem with playfulness, free from made-up obligations.
I’d tell it’s physically impossible to live at the peak forever. I’d explain how it’s a good thing cause it gives us a chance to evaluate if our ideas and goals still actually make sense. I’d mention that failure is a natural part of the process, and there’s no need to worry about the failure itself, or feeling upset about it.
I’d encourage you to keep saying ‘no’ to almost everything so that you can say ‘yes’ to that one big thing.
I’d remind you to take good care of your body, so that the body can take care of you in return.
I’d repeat a thousand times that you don’t need fixing cause there’s nothing broken about you.
I’d ask, what would you need to fall in love with it? To bring your full heart into what you’re doing rather than forcing yourself to do something you don’t want to do?
But because it’s not my friend but just me, overcommitted, underslept, and uncertain, all this advice didn’t come to me naturally at all. I had to specifically search through my old posts to remind myself about all of this.
Lucky I have this blog.
Otherwise it would be much harder for me to remember.
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