Self-Care + Self-Love Aren’t Selfish.
As 2018 quickly approaches, I, along with every other boss out there, are setting goals for the new year.
Setting goals doesn’t have to just circulate around money, weight, and test scores.
Instead, we can set goals about our approach, our mindset, and our intentions.
One of my goals for 2018 is to tap into Overflowing Joy.
In 2017, I truly discovered doing things for the hell of it. I finally pushed myself out of the mental confines of my depression and the physical confines of my apartment, and I was finally able to enjoy doing things. period.
When you spend time being depressed, it’s so easy to feel like nothing has a purpose, nothing is enjoyable, and everything just feels completely draining. For so long, I got in the mindset of only doing what I had to do, not doing things that I wanted to do.
Not only did this make doing things an even bigger obligation, but I forgot what the point was of doing anything if someone wasn’t telling me to (i.e. doing something for work, or school or because your lovely friends are finally dragging you out).
Recently, I’ve been taking advantage of the 2 hours in every Colorado winter when the sun is out and the temperature is bearable to take long, luxurious walks with my dog and my podcasts.
I have found beauty and hope in activities of self-love.
I used to feel like I could only enjoy truly nice things every once in awhile, and that no one was satisfied or content 100% of the time. Even when you look up the word luxury, its synonyms are words like “self-indulgent” and “hedonistic,” words that seem entirely negative and punishing.
What I realize now is that I was seeing everything through a mindset of scarcity, instead of learning to live an abundant life of joy, love, and care. Is there truly a reason why life shouldn’t be delicious all the time?
Self-love is not selfish.
Self-care is not selfish.
From now on, I vow to do things purely for joy.
Maybe you don’t have hours to spend walking and exploring in the sun, but you can carve out 20 minutes twice a week to take an extravagant bath as your own secret me-time. The point is that you spoil yourself in a beautiful way, that you do something that makes you smile to yourself, and that you fill yourself with so much joy that you cannot help but radiate that to the world.
It’s about damn time we stop demonizing people who pamper themselves, and instead look at self-care through a lense of abundance rather than scarcity.
How will you choose abundance?