I had a strange weekend. At first, it look like I’d overbooked myself with work, dates, family obligations, friends I wanted to see and things I wanted to do. And then, Friday afternoon, I realized that a lot of the things on my calendar were non-essentials.
The dates, for example. I didn’t really want to go on all of them. They seemed more like “good ideas” than appointments I wanted to keep. Notice the difference there, ideas = thoughts. As opposed to wanting = feeling.
So I decided that it was probably better for my mental and emotional health to do what I wanted with my weekend. I kept the family stuff and the work (gotta work, need the $$) and saw friends. And instead of going on dates with men that I really didn’t want to see, I did things for me. To recharge.
There are lots of things I do wrong when it comes to dating. Plenty. But a top my many sins is probably overthinking things. I think and think and think. All the while ignoring my feelings. Stupid cow.
Tags: family, feelings, health, work