Some Days

Wildflower field - City Park, New Orleans, LA

The hardest thing for me about living alone is having no one to distract me from my thoughts.

Some Days - my brain recites an endless litany of my failures and mistakes. The things I did that I am ashamed of, and the things I didn't do that I am ashamed of.

Some Days - I get stuck in a loop of personal bloopers.

Some Days - My internal monologue finds fault with everything I do; mocks my efforts to be productive and contribute.

Some Days - It is hard to keep trying - because of that relentless critical internal voice.

Does that ever happen to you?

I think most of us have an internal critic that refuses to be silenced. A voice that talks to us in a way that we would never talk to someone else.

I know that living with other people doesn't always silence that inner critic.

If you are reading this, I want you to know something important.

You are more than your failures and mistakes.

You are more than your personal bloopers.

You are worthy.

You make a difference just by existing.

You have been the reason for someone to smile.

You have been the light someone needed in their personal darkness.

You are loved - I love you simply because you exist - and I love you for taking the time to read my thoughts.

My hope is that you will remember this post - and on those days when your inner critic is loudest - you will silence them with the knowledge that you matter.

I'll keep working on my inner critic. Maybe someday I will actually silence my inner critic too.