I have placed my self worth, like a gift, into the hands of others assuming that if someone else found me desirable, lovable, admirable, and attractive then that must be true.
That stamp of approval by those outside of myself meant so much to me, and I chased that approval and enjoyed each for the temporal high it gave.
Until it flickered and died and I needed another affirmation that proved I wasn’t to be found lacking.
This approval came at a cost.
It cost me my own identity as I tried to morph into what I perceived others would find pleasing and desirable.
Additionally, it cost me time as I catered to those around me, doing whatever I could to make the lives of those around me run smoother, easier.
I did this until I got so lost in it that I had no other recourse but to find my way out.
Which required me to find myself and, additionally, to believe that who I found was worthy.
Anytime you place your sense self worth in anything external… a person, a place, or a thing… whatever that is has the power to destroy and reduce you to bits.
Someone’s attention shifts and it must be because something is wrong with you.
A job is lost because you must be lacking and insubstantial.
These are the consequences of placing worth in external sources.
When tides shift, you’re left adrift without something to latch onto.
You, my friend, are responsible for your sense of self worth, for feeling that you – as you are – are enough.
I say this not to create any sort of ‘out’ for not living up to your potential or adhering to your own moral code.
Being able to take accountability and stock of when you’re living up to your potential and doing what is necessary to ensure you’re taking care of your inner and outer landscape is vital.
So, take inventory of the things that are necessary for you to feel optimal.
This, I’ve learned, is so important in being kinder and more loving to myself. For I know when I am living in integrity and alignment with my higher good and purpose it’s easier to find my worth.
For me this looks like getting enough rest, moving my body daily, eating to fuel my body, engaging my mind, challenging myself creatively, finding time for friends, nature, and taking time for to be still and quiet.
I know that when I get away from these healthy habits my self talk will start to decline and the inner mean girl has more space to roam and external hiccups have more power over my sense of well-being.
So, I take care of myself. I nurture my body, mind, and soul with the same care that I would a child because I am worthy of that time, effort, and energy.
Next, I tackle the self doubt, insecurity, and negative self talk and I take great pains to send it on its merry way.
In this space I find and maintain my worthiness, so when things outside of me happen I don’t take responsibility for them or assume that things go wrong because of anything lacking within me.
Also, I’ve had to let go of any ownership of the self worth of those I care for.
I found myself thinking about self worth and my responsibility with my own sense of worth after a discussion with my partner.
After a vulnerable conversation I found myself wanting to inflate his ego and stroke his pride. He didn’t need me to do either of these things, he just needed me to listen and show compassion. My ‘fix-it’ mode needed to be halted and I had to remind myself that, just as my self worth is my responsibility, his self worth is his responsibility.
In relationship taking ownership of someone’s else’s self worth and putting your own in another’s hands creates a co-dependent relationship.
We’re striving for interdependence over here.
For relationships that within their comfort, stability, and security feel freeing.
Free to care for yourself and show up as you are in all the ways in which you are healed and healing.
Your Trusted Friend ❤︎
What are you looking for, friend?
Are you looking at the world for ways that it can bring you joy, love, satisfaction, and adventure…
or are you looking for the ways in which the world can hurt, betray, disappoint, and let you down?
Here is a tip, friend: You will find what it is you’re looking for.
We are really good at affirming our worst fears and darkest insecurities and we REALLY like attempting to predict, plan, mold, and squish our future into a box labeled ‘expectation’.
The more we worry about the future, as if if can be controlled, the more anxiety that is introduced into our lives.
A good friend told me recently that anxiety is the tax paid for worrying about the future.
This “future-tripping” robs you of your present and engages you in a self-fulfilling prophecy cycle.
Your thoughts, your words, are spells.
While it sounds magical, it’s really just the power of the brain.
The brain filters all of the information it receives on an activation/inhibition model, called “priming”. When the brain is primed by a certain belief to look for something it will shut down competing neural networks so that you have a hard time seeing evidence to the contrary of an existing belief.
Whatever it is you focus your thoughts on becomes an existing belief.
Our beliefs inform our actions, and the result of these actions confirm your original belief.
Worrying can occur in any part of this, thus feeding this loop with its negativity and anxiety.
All those worries and anxieties then run rampant within our minds that we forget are just thoughts, not facts.
We let these thoughts fuel the loop.
In my life, for a long time, this showed up for me in the belief that I was unlovable.
This became the narrative that I created for myself.
As a result of this belief, many of the partners I found myself pursuing or in relationships with were unavailable, disinterested, or dishonest.
Being cheated on, lied to, ghosted, ditched, and both emotionally and verbally abused became my norm. What I expected, anticipated, and felt deserving of.
Thus confirming my belief about myself that I was unlovable.
On and on went the cycle.
A couple of things had to occur for me to change this.
If it sounds simple, it is.
That is really all it takes.
When a negative thought enters I literally imagine myself flicking it away.
It isn’t that I don’t have negative thoughts, it’s that I choose which thoughts I allow to take root.
So, when I have a thought that I am a failure, a disappointment, that I’m fat, ugly, or unlovable.
I flick them away, because these are not truth, and then I replace them with the beliefs that I want to hold about myself.
I am resilient, strong, intelligent, creative, and loved.
If these are the thoughts and beliefs in my mind that I give space to, that I choose to believe, then these will be the thoughts that fuel and inform my actions and thus lead to the results that I am truly desiring for myself.
Once I believed that I was loved I found a partner who was able to honor that in a beautiful and magical way.
A different kind of self-fulfilling prophecy designed by the power of my thoughts.
What thoughts and beliefs are you choosing to give space to in your mind?
Are there ones that you can let go of and replace in order to receive that which you really want?
It’s not magic, it’s science.
So, that’s the first thing that is necessary.
Additionally, I try very hard to remove any expectation and attachment to outcome and avoid ‘future-tripping’.
Things will go awry, people will not act or behave as I expect them to. The more I attempt to control or force my will, the less that I am able to live in and enjoy the present.
Future-tripping doesn’t protect or prepare me for anything impending, it merely invites anxiety.
The more anxiety that I allow to prosper and flourish, the more stressed I become.
So, I let it go.
I don’t pay the tax and, instead, focus on enjoying the moments that I am living now instead of giving them away.
So I ask again, friend: what is it you’re looking for?
Because I can say with confidence that you will find what you look for.
Therefore, believe that you are love, beauty, and magic so that it will be what it is you find.
Your Trusted Friend ❤︎
Are you living your life authentically, or are you following a prescribed route or path?
A map designed by and for someone else that has very little consideration for who you are.
So often there is an idea of who or what we are supposed to be that includes these boxes we are supposed to check and complete in order to be living life ‘correctly’.
These boxes can look like a myriad of things; going to college, getting a job, getting married, buying a house, and raising kids… Check, check, check, check, check…
and then what?
If you’re doing these things merely to check a box and not because you feel called to do so, you are not living authentically.
You are not living in alignment with your unique path and purpose.
Our lives are not meant to be prescribed to us and lived as if we are completing check-points in order to do it ‘correctly’.
Nor is there a predetermined ‘finish line’ one is supposed to cross in order to be a ‘winner’.
I’ve decided to toss out the check-list and erase the finish line and have, instead, decided to live my life as an emergence.
Choose which resonates the most with you friend, but the idea is the same.
Life is about the process of learning and of becoming.
Living our lives creating our own mold, map, and check-points.
My experience in this world is one in which is sized just for me.
Yours, friend, is one that is just for you.
An existence carved out explicitly in your image for only you to live and to occupy.
A life that isn’t lived by rote and doesn’t include a list of check-points or predetermined destinations to visit or see.
But one that is actively and continually chosen, created, and crafted.
A masterpiece by and for you.
Your Trusted Friend ❤︎
Stop settling, friend.
Stop settling for almost, just about, close enough, and what ifs.
Stop shoving your dreams, wishes, desires, and needs aside for something that leaves you yearning and desiring more.
For something that doesn’t quite scratch the itch because you’re afraid that this is all that there is.
Fear makes you settle for the almost, the just about, and good enough.
However, if you desire, crave, and want more…
Wait for it.
Wait for what lights you up and doesn’t leave you craving or desiring more.
Wait for what leaves you satisfied and complete.
How many times have you had an itch, only to scratch all around it with all of your energy and attention, only to miss the itch?
When you find it though, ohhhhh, the satisfaction.
Usually, too, you’ll find that scratching the actual itch doesn’t require as much effort as when you were scratching all around it.
Same goes for food.
How often have to had a craving for something, but settled for a quick snack instead?
Only to find yourself gazing in the refrigerator five minutes later still feeling hungry because you didn’t satisfy your original craving.
We can settle in so many ways.
In our intimate and romantic friendships, careers, homes, desires, and dreams.
Those, and so much more.
I cannot help but think that if you were born with a certain need or desire, that requires fulfillment in order to be in your most authentic space.
To be your most genuine self.
As you find yourself met in the ways you crave your needs and wants are satisfied without the effort and angst of trying to make something that isn’t quite right feel as such.
There are no mental gymnastics to talk yourself into something.
You’re just free to bloom, grow, and expand in the space and place that you were called to.
The place that you were meant to be.
Whether that is a relationship, career, or personal venture.
When you find your fit it feels free.
But first it requires you to not settle for almosts, and just abouts.
Your Trusted Friend ❤
When we first set out on a goal we are gung ho, overly enthusiastic and full of energy.
This is certainly true when we first pen our New Year’s Resolutions.
Setting out our goals and intentions for the year of all the things we wish to accomplish in the New Year.
Then life happens.
Perhaps we are wholly diverted off of our course, distracted by obligations, responsibilities, and … cheesecake.
You know, all the delicious parts of life.
Sometimes goals require reassessment in order to determine how realistic they are in the scheme of life and balance.
Additionally, goals should not be a deterrent from our intentions and how we want to move through life.
Goals focus on external accomplishments or finish lines.
They are a weight on the scale, a dollar amount in the bank, an accumulation of miles run.
Life can get in the way of goals.
When life gets in the way of external accomplishment we can beat ourselves up and feel our sense of worthiness at this implicit failure plummet.
It can be difficult to show ourselves grace.
Additionally, we can also prevent ourselves from enjoying and savoring the more delectable parts of life for fear of the negative stigma we attach to them.
Such as cheesecake.
Life is meant to be savored in all the little moments, and not denied or dismissed.
I’ve tied guilt to these moments, particularly if I’m working on a goal associated with my external appearance.
This is something I have worked to let go of as I have reevaluated my goals, as my worth isn’t attached to a number on the scale or to the size of jeans I’m able to fit into.
Moments, however, are temporary and meant to be enjoyed, savored, and treasured.
As important as goals are, they shouldn’t detract from our enjoyment of life or serve as a roadblock when life comes and sweeps us in an alternate direction.
Intentions, though, are about who we are and how we show up in the world.
Intentions can serve as an internal compass as we determine which goals we continue to value and which we need to let go of.
My intentions for this year have been peace, play, and connection.
As I work towards goals, friend, I can evaluate if my goals bring me closer or further from living in alignment with my intentions.
Do my goals bring peace, play, and connection?
If they do, then I will continue to pursue said goal.
However, if they don’t, I may need to reevaluate if my goal needs to be abandoned or put on pause temporarily.
For me this has been particularly true in how I tackle my fitness goals. Often my fitness goals have been extremely restrictive. Not only with what I consume, but in the activities I permit myself to participate in.
This has limited how I show up in the world and has not always been in alignment with my intentions for this year.
So, as I have opportunities that bring me peace, play, and connection I choose to say yes.
I say yes when life brings me all the moments that are meant to be savored and enjoyed…
and the cheesecake.
Your Trusted Friend ❤︎
We all crave intimacy, and yet it’s the scariest thing in the world to receive for it requires vulnerability.
Vulnerability — my friend — demands that we give up control.
It means that we allow ourselves the space to be raw and open.
That we show and reveal all the parts, even the ones we’re frightened of.
For so many of us control is a way in which we protect ourselves from pain, from hurt, from being broken.
Yet, I have been reminded again and again that control limits, stifles, and restricts.
It functions as a cage we confine ourselves within, keeping out the pain, hurt, and potential heartbreak…
but it also keeps out joy, love, and deep, genuine connection.
Control driven by fear is the material of choice for my own carefully constructed cage.
This became very apparent to me recently as I felt myself feeling the first stirrings and surging of love within a new relationship.
These feelings bubbled up inside of me, wanting to be voiced in words.
Instead of allowing them to be spoken, I jammed them down deep.
This was my attempt to control and retain power.
To not appear vulnerable.
I limited myself within the relationship because I was afraid to trust that I would be met in this.
In this, I withheld an opportunity for mutual understanding and respect.
All because I wanted to feel in control.
Love, particularly within a safe container, did not feel safe to me.
Security, comfort, safety has not been the norm of most of my romantic relationships.
I have been traumatized within relationships.
This has resulted in a subconscious desire to control in order to protect from further pain and hurt.
Here I am, working to remove the confines of my self-constructed cage and to let love in.
To listen to my deeper knowing and intuition that tells me that I am safe and secure, and furthermore, to not experience this as uncomfortable — but to instead allow myself to feel the deep peace that comes with it.
For so long my norm has been anxiety, apprehension, and insecurity in relationship.
Now it is time to be vulnerable in order to allow myself the freedom of peace…
and with that the deep intimacy of connection.
Your Trusted Friend ♥️
“My only love sprung from my only hate.”
We are groomed to accept toxic love.
Perhaps this started with the story of Romeo and Juliet, star-crossed lovers who were doomed to death at the onset?
For whatever reason, the stories we tell and are attracted to affirm these types of love stories.
Romeo and Juliet may have started it, but literature is rife with toxic love stories. From Heathcliff and Catherine in Wuthering Heights to Edward and Bella in Twilight.
Romances that start in a whirlwind wreaking havoc on all involved or in close proximity to the danger zone.
Why are these the stories that have become the romanticized ideal, telling us that ‘real love’ comes with a price, and that price is often pain and suffering?
If you really love someone, you’ll live in misery for them in your yearning.
At least, this is what the stories we are shown ad nauseam tell us that love looks like.
If we continue looking at Romeo and Juliet we see an instant spark and chemistry between two people who are not supposed to love one another, families being sworn enemies and all.
Perhaps their love could bridge the gap of animosity and hatred between the two families, that is if they were not teenage codependents who really don’t know one another.
All they do know is that their genitals are tingly.
Let’s also not forget that just earlier that morning Romeo had been bemoaning Rosaline and his unrequited love for her.
Until he spies Juliet.
Then it’s love… err… lust at first sight.
And this story has been a blueprint for so many that have succeeded it.
This, my friend, has toxicity written all over it.
Love shouldn’t be a battlefield, sorry Pat Benatar.
True romance shouldn’t be consumed by doom and gloom.
Life is already difficult enough and we don’t want to make it more difficult by inviting toxic love stories in.
This isn’t to say that relationships are not complex and pose unique challenges.
However, relationships shouldn’t be full of drama, conflict, controversy, and angst.
Though oftentimes these are the relationships we jump into with both feet, groomed to think this state is normal, desirable, acceptable, and – dare I say it – sexy.
Perhaps there is even a belief that this particular strain of strong emotions is necessary for passion.
Mature adult love, the kind that provides peace, calm, comfort, and space for evolution and growth seems almost boring in comparison (especially if it’s falsely assumed to be devoid of passion and thrill).
One in which tension, anxiety, and butterflies are not the norm should be what we strive for, though.
The absence of these emotions is an indicator from our body that we are safe and secure… that we are home.
Perhaps it’s time we rewrite all the love stories?
Your Trusted Friend ♥
It’s important to share our stories.
No matter where we are at,
or whatever it is we’re experiencing or going through,
we are never alone.
Our stories create bridges, showing others in the midst of chaos a way out.
Words have the ability to link and unite.
So often, though, people bite their tongues and swallow their words.
Afraid to share, fearful of vulnerability and judgment.
Sometimes assuming that their words won’t matter, they choke them back instead of sharing.
Once I let someone tell me that I shouldn’t share my words or tell my story, that some things are meant to be kept secret and private.
So, I silenced my voice and didn’t listen to my own inner knowing.
Someone else’s projections were permitted to taint and stifle me.
What it took me too long to recognize in the wake of this is that another person’s criticisms, judgments, and rash reactions are merely reflections of the other person’s inner world…
Of the work that they need to embark on and the choices that work in their life.
Not yours, and certainly not mine
Frequently the judgments of others have very little to do with us, and everything to do with whoever is doling them out.
So, tell your story, friend.
You, and only you, determine what words you give voice to and which you tuck away.
Please know that I, for one, have found solace and comfort in our shared stories.
As well as encouragement, a deeper understanding, a different view, and a new perspective.
Our words are our bridge, but we must be bold enough to share them and brave enough to reject the criticisms that may come as a result.
Your words, friend, could be the hand that helps someone out of the darkness,
but only if you give them life.
Your Trusted Friend ♥️
At some point I adopted the idea that I was supposed to be ‘good’.
Breed into me by societal expectations, familial obligations, or my own encumbered sense of ‘measuring up’ to those around me.
This need to be ‘good’ served as a guide and compass for many of my choices and decisions.
I thought way too much about what others would think of me, how they would judge me, and if I would be perceived as ‘good’.
Often this idea of ‘good’ was often accompanied by ‘enough’.
There was this deep desire to be perceived as good enough.
I let outside perspectives, views, and opinions mean too much, weigh too heavily.
These things became determiners in the steps I took and the path that I followed.
My own internal voice was one I had no idea of how to listen to or check-in with.
Until life derailed me.
For it has been major life disappointments that have unveiled and revealed me.
Layer by layer.
Each piece that wasn’t my own was painfully ripped away, leaving me raw and bleeding.
To do everything I thought that I was supposed to and fail forced me to take long hard looks at the wreckage left behind.
To then make reparations to myself by getting rid of attachment to anyone one else’s expectations.
This false ideology of ‘good’ was one of the things that needed to be removed and stripped away.
The striving for being ‘enough’ another.
These things are of no use as compasses.
They serve only to lead us farther away from ourselves.
I am enough by myself.
There is nothing I need to prove or earn.
Good is another prison that you can be trapped within if you don’t take the time to define what it means to be good to you.
For so many people, myself included, self-worth becomes tied to being perceived as good by others.
So, our decisions are driven by what we discern others will think of us and, in this, fail to fully permit ourselves to be authentic.
So afraid of letting people down that, instead, we let ourselves down.
It took losing myself almost entirely to recognize this as a flawed and limited way to live.
So, define what being ‘good’ means to you.
Remove this from the hands of any other opinion, perception, or expectation that doesn’t come from within you.
Next, know that you — as you are — are enough.
You, my friend, are always enough just as you are.
Your Trusted Friend ♥
Sometimes you rail against these changes,
denying them and fighting them.
Trying to bargain and trade to get back whatever it is you’ve lost.
I have found myself in this space.
Begging for second chances, swearing I’ll change myself to fit a mold and ideal of someone else.
Just so they’ll want me.
Love is lost
These people that became pieces of you decide to pack up and go elsewhere.
A space left behind that was once filled with them.
I’ve mourned these exits.
Shed tears and felt I’d never be whole again.
Only I filled, I grew, I evolved.
I became brand new.
These spaces that were vacated created space for new love and friends to come alongside me.
A me that is stronger, wiser, better.
More equipped to appreciate a love and friends that can join me on my journey and stay.
I don’t beg for people to stay anymore, nor do I attempt to morph and change to appear more pleasing.
These are things you lose yourself in.
That you that should, instead, be set free.
I don’t want to be lost, I want to be found.
Continually digging deeper and deeper into myself for a truer more authentic version of me and giving it the space to spring forth.
The love I invite waters this and rejoices.
The friends that walk beside me feed this and celebrate.
Constantly becoming stronger, wiser, and better in tandem.
Looking back I can clearly see why life needed to change, and why there was the space left behind by leave-taking because these are the things that brought me here.
Each life change awakened me further, bringing me closer to who I want to be and to the people that I desire to surround myself with.
The lessons taught by former friends and lovers have prepared me to meet people from a space of greater understanding and compassion…
as well as to deeply and unapologetically appreciate magic when discovered.
Your Trusted Friend ♥️