I lose track of myself all the time and I don’t even know I’m doing it. Just one day I’ll snap back into place and realize I’ve been wasting life away.
I get into these ruts where all I do is nap after work. Where I stop putting time into my appearance. Ruts where I don’t do anything for myself anymore. And the worst part about it is that I’ve actually convinced myself that what I’m doing is good for me.
That maybe I just need a little rest, maybe I need to be alone, maybe I need to just be a lump for a day. And then one day turns into two and then that turns into a week. And before I know it I’ve lost myself.
While it’s true we all need days to relax and be a lump, it’s easy to fall into a pattern and stay there. Why should I push myself? Why should I get up? I’m tired.
But I’m making myself more tired by not pushing myself a little. Because now the tiniest of things will cause me stress. I need to rediscover myself and get back out of my comfort zone. Only then will I find the energy I need and find myself again.
So I’ve signed up for yoga. I’ve made an appointment to get my hair done. Lists are being made, priorities won’t be forgotten. It’s the little things that can get neglected, but those are the things that can make the biggest difference in your life.