It's been a strange week.
I've been on vacation, and other than a handful of LJ entries (most of them heavily filtered due to them being me trying to process things this week), I haven't done any writing. It's been too busy, too crazy. And yet writing brings me peace and happiness. How is it that I spent all week running around dealing with other
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I'm a big supporter of this kind of thinking in general (blame Rand :D) and specifically in women. We are taught from day one that our purpose is to care for others. Family, spouse, children. I say I am caregiver to myself first. There is no other sustainable way of living for me. When I put anyone else before me, I end up leaning on those persons for the emotional and mental support that I don't get from me. That's nothing but a self-perpetuating and harmful cycle, and it degrades relationships quickly.
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You gotta be you. You won't be happy unless you are. Hooray for you!
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