Sitting in front of my computer, I suddenly burst out angrily, “You are such an idiot!” Who was the recipient of my ire? Me. That’s right, I was berating myself in a way I would never talk to anyone else, and it was over something trivial: I’d closed out of a program before completing my work. I know I’m not alone. How many times have you caught yourself in this type of destructive self-talk? It becomes an almost unconscious habit. Yet, we know how powerful our words can be, so why would we want to tear ourselves down like this? I propose that as we approach gift-giving season, we give ourselves the beautiful gift of compassion and commit to speaking to ourselves the way we would to a cherished friend.
In fact, this reminds me of an incredible blog that speaks to how we talk to ourselves when it comes to our bodies. As someone who still works at decreasing the negative self-talk when it comes to my crepe paper upper knees, thinning hair, chub rub and baggy morning lids, think I’ll revisit as well on the 8 Women Dream site.