One of the biggest challenges I had to, or perhaps should say, learned to accept is that I no longer am the same person, and my body's not the same body. I used to spring back pretty fast from getting hurt, but now, even a small little cut takes months to heal. I'm looking at one on my foot that's been there on foot for about five months. It's actually difficult to swallow, but I'm learning to adjust and be kind to myself. Today, I'd like to talk about some things I'm still learning to manage as I get my body back in shape and stronger.
💡Taking A Break Doesn't Mean I'm A Failure
I am just coming to realize that rest is needed. It is okay to take time for myself, and it is okay to say no to people and things without guilt. Resting doesn't make me weak; it makes me wiser.
💭Struggling Doesn't mean I'm Failing
This one is hard and I hate to even say it to you, but I have always been conditioned to press on and be such a rock. I still battle with this on some days, but I am learning that the battle doesn't equate to defeat. It's a part of it, and what happens to me will benefit somebody else.
🌿Not Allowing My Mind Time and Space to Refuel is a waste of time
Even though I am a sleep lover (as I wrote in one of my previous posts), I still feel a little wasteful when I keep taking breaks or have a "lazy week." I am a busy person with lots of ideas and tasks to finish the same day on my to-do list. The fact is, my body needs rest, and resisting that only makes me slow down. I'm learning to respect the rest.
🌱Growth can Still Be found in Stillness.
I'm so used to working on multiple projects that are being worked on simultaneously, but I'm also starting to realize that stillness isn't a word for stagnation. Sometimes it is where the greatest growth happens.
✂️Be patient with myself as I adjust and adapt to this new chapter
This is personal. I've had tremors since starting new meds. As a sewist, it gets frustrating because sewing my own clothes is my relaxation time. But shaking hands, it feels like cutting a straight line is out of reach. But I'm getting patient with myself as I adjust to things.
👗Comfy clothes are good to make me comfortable but not a reason to care about appearance
I love comfy clothes, my whole closet is mostly loungewear. But I’ve realized that being comfortable doesn’t mean I should stop caring about how I look when I leave the house. Somedays, I looked rough. Putting in a little effort even when I don’t feel like it makes me feel more like myself.
💜 Final Thought:
This journey has taught me that
healing isn’t linear. Some days are slow, some are messy, and some are beautiful. And through it all, I’m learning to
give myself grace. 🌿✨
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