Instead of comparing our pain to others, let’s try to find comradery in our similar injuries. Instead of saying “Oh, I have that too and [insert attempt at oneupmanship],” say, “I feel you. I’m sorry you’re in pain. I have some suggestions on how to help.”
As you can imagine, when I got home from work, playing beauty salon was pretty low on my list of things I wanted to do. Alas, part of this self-care challenge is doing things that are good for me, even if I don’t want to do them. So, I hit up Pinterest and found what new thing I was going to do with my hair.
Thank heck, I can get some of that garbage out of my email so I can actually find the things I’ve starred as important. Then, I realized that email isn’t my only inbox. I realized that, if I were to truly do this challenge to the fullest extent, I’d have to do something I’ve been avoiding for over a year now.
I am coming clean. I have too much stuff.
Since no one is there to notice if I slip up, I lie to myself, make excuses to myself, and stop. The truth is this: no one will know if I don’t take care of myself, and I can deceive myself about the amount of self-care I’m actually practicing.
Instagram, Facebook, Tumblr, and even Pinterest itself have become a meme-a-palooza for the best (worst?) Pinterest fails. There are slideshows all over social media showcasing demented looking Minion cupcakes, “updos” that end up looking like you just drove down the freeway with the top down, and repainted furniture that would be better off hidden under a sheet than on display in your bedroom.