I think watching Anne Hathaway movies like The Devil Wears Prada and The Princess Diaries got to me. Somehow, her characters would always transform into this perfectly-styled “It Girl”. ‘If it can happen for Anne, it can happen for me,’ I told myself.
The day I caught myself juggling four things at once wasn’t the first time I noticed I was spreading myself way too thin, but it was the first time I realized how much it was holding me back. I felt like I was making slow progress in a million directions rather than making meaningful progress in one direction.
Sometimes I feel like I’m missing a buffer between myself and others, and the rest of the world.
Freedom, health, and alignment come when we stop running from ourselves, stop suppressing ourselves, and start embracing who we are at our core. The day I learned that I was a highly sensitive person and learned that’s why I reacted so strongly to everything, was the day I started accepting myself.
I got up from my computer and began nervously sweeping the floor while blasting music in my ears. As I swept a dust bunny into the dustpan, I had a revelation. I don’t have to define myself as anything.
Today, I’m more in tune with myself than ever before. When I get a stomach ache, I don’t reach for an antacid, I look within. I assess my stress levels; I think about what I’ve eaten recently; I ask myself if I’ve been getting enough sleep.
This is the story we’ll tell our children one day. It’s a story of the time we committed ourselves to one another; where we shared joy, love, and tears; and where we got to put our wedding vows to the test before the ink had barely dried.
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Somewhere along the way, we start losing our connection to our true selves because we feel like the way we are is wrong and imperfect. We assume we’ve got it wrong and other people have it right. We decide we’re better off following what other people are doing because they’ve been accepted and we want to feel accepted, too.
To the woman who tries to do it all, I hope you can accept that you can’t do it all. You never will. I hope that truth frees you. You will never be able to do it all. I hope it gives you a permission slip to rest, enjoy, and have fun.