We spend so much time with ourselves and yet in so many instances we know ourselves less than we know anyone else..Why is it that we do this? Why is it so easy for us to go the extra mile for others and find it acceptable to come up short for ourselves?
I have always been one to help others heal, rediscover, blossom, grow, and yet I struggle when it comes to tending to my own garden. I would rather walk around with dead plants then work on my own soil. It’s not because I refuse to be healed, for some odd reason there is a sense of guilt when I take care of myself. Why do I feel I don’t deserve it ? I deserve to show up for myself more than I show up for anyone else and yet it’s so much easier to say then do.
The curse of being Selfless..