I’ve recently spoken about how I’ve been going through a bit of rut. This post is all about how I’m getting out of that rut. I’ve always hated the phrase ‘loving yourself’, mainly because I’m a bitter person and never have. Before it’s always felt a false term, never really had any meaning, but now I’m having to deal with it. Here’s my advice, don’t do that.
Here’s what I’m doing instead to ‘love myself’.
This was actually recommended to me by Courtney, no credit here for me. I actually keep mine a little list on my phone of things I like about myself. It does help. It’s great for those days, usually when I’m on my period, where I feel awful about myself for no rational reason. Another good one is to stick them on post-it notes around your room, then feeling good about yourself is literally shoved in your face.
So you might not know this about me, but I’m actually pretty good at playing the violin. I’m a Grade 7 have performed in opera houses when I was a kid, and since university I hadn’t really picked it up again. It’s not particularly my passion anymore, but it’s still something I enjoy. So I’ve gradually been getting back into it, just finding new sheet music is the problem! (If anyone has any tips for that let me know!)
I’ve recently picked up Roller Derby in Manchester and I’m loving it. Whilst it’s an incredibly accident prone sport, it has really made me feel part of something and I’ve only been doing it for a few weeks. I was actively involved with societies/clubs at university and I really missed it so this has been a great way to feel part of a team again. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not fantastic, but who the hell is with it? It’s essentially like learning to walk again, just with skates.
I’ve always struggled to be assertive – Always. And I’m also prone to becoming incredibly sheltered and isolated, which never makes me happy. I’m glad to say I don’t struggle with social anxiety much anymore, if anything, I’m too forthcoming and confident about things with people. But saying yes to things usually makes me happy and gets me out of the house.
I’ve got certain rituals I have that just help me to mentally reset. Most of them usually happen on a Sunday. But if I’m having a particularly bad week, then also in the week. They usually involve a body scrub, a face mask and a bath bomb – Cliché blogger alert. These little rituals aren’t always needed persé, but they definitely help.
I’m still learning as I said, and nobody’s perfect or going to have their self esteem in tip-top shape all the time.