Edit: This post has been sitting here since my birthday (June 5). I forgot to actually publish it. Figures. :)
And just like that, another year has come and gone.
When it comes to me, I have had to come to terms with a lot of things. One in particular, is how demanding I am towards myself. I have really high standards and I push myself too much because of it. This is not something new to me, but accepting that I can't always be on top of my game definitely is. Take this blog for example. It will always remain a hobby of mine, but sometimes I did pressure myself. I needed to perform well at work, be a good wife and mother, and make sure to post at least three times a week. That last part did not always work out, and I used to beat myself up about it. And the worst thing, who really asked me to? *Quietly raises one hand* Me. Why? Does it make me a better person? Sometimes the biggest obstacle in life can be you and your stubborn way of thinking. It can actually limit you from being genuinely happy.
