I had no intentions of blogging today. I’ve been on a roll cleaning out my house and it’s been pretty productive. Ian helped me by putting up some shelves in the laundry room so I could switch some things around. He even helped out with cleaning out the kitchen cabinets and I’m happy to report that I have a few empty spots now. Yesterday, I tackled the boys room and just have their dresser to go through. This morning I was all pumped about finishing with the bathrooms and our bedroom, but I feel it’s very important for me to share what’s helped me this week.
You see, I’ve been struggling. A lot. More than I’ve let on.
I don’t feel like I need to go into details at this time, but it’s along those lines of the “I’m not good enough” thoughts that we women choose to suffer with. And I do not use the word ‘choose’ lightly. I choose to feel awful most days. I choose to think poorly about myself.
The reason I am jumping on to post today is that I was inspired by reading two blogs this week written by two different cousins on opposite sides of the family. It made me feel like I was not alone so I’m trying to “pay it forward” in hopes that at least one of you know you are not alone, either.
This is from a book with a similar title. I thought it had very insightful advice of how to be a good person.
A while ago I saw a quote on Pinterest that went something like this…
At first when I read it, I completely agreed. I thought, “What a negative way to think!” The more I thought about it, though, I found it to be somewhat true. I would change it to this…