I’m resigning from the job of fixing myself and apologizing for the size of my personality and the size of my body.
Who’s with me?
We tell ourselves these stories.
The “what the hell am I doing with my life?” story.
The “I’m not good enough, lovable enough, smart enough” story.
The “I’m too much, my co-workers, boss, kids, partner can’t stand me” story.
When the truth is, we’re all having an individual experience and our suffering starts and ends with the stories that we tell ourselves.
Clarity and ease are accessible.
All you have to do is drop the story.
What stories do you tell yourself about your life?
The stories I tell myself are that I’m too much. My co-workers can’t stand me. I’m not doing a good enough job. I don’t get the support I deserve. I’m not worth ease & peace. My body, life, and desires are wrong. I’m too much and I’m also not good (sub in thin, pretty, smart, rich) enough.
Just writing out these stories helps me realize how fu...