And when I am asked, "What is your New Year's resolution?"
I am usually one of those people that respond with,
I don't put such pressure on myself only to fail miserably by February. I don't make resolutions. I just try and live well every day of the year."
Bull.
I do place a great amount of pressure on myself. Every day. And sometimes I fail and sometimes I don't. But most often than not, I am under a great deal of strain every single day eventhough I don't like to admit it. And it's not strain that others necessarily place on me. It's a lifestyle of pressure that I've created for myself.
I swear it's like a new 'syndrome.' It should have its own name. Kind of a catchy, yet clinical sounding name would be good.
Maybe it could be called the
I-Think-That-I-Have-To-Keep-Up-With-My-Self-Afflicted-Unrealistic-Expectations-To-Please-EVERYONE-Else-Therefore-I-Work-Myself-To-Near-Death-Personus-Disorderous.Or how about the
I-Can't-Seem-To-Let-Things-Happen-On-Their-Own-Without-The-Overpowering-Urge-To-Control-Every-Tiny-Aspect-of-My-Life-Clinicous-Syndromonious
So, with that said, this year I am making a resolve. A New Year's resolution, so to speak. And I resolve to let things be. Go with the flow. Relax. Not place so much pressure on myself to be everything to everyone. I resolve to take care of me and mine first and foremost.
The rest will fall into place...
Just the way it's supposed to.
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