I am feeling the Monday Blues.
The sky is grey, and I feel tentative. A small hole, from which to peer into the world. Is it safe to exit? I feel achey and vulnerable.
I don’t want to smile at anybody or engage in conversation.
How was your weekend? People are quick to ask.
It was alright. Quickly move on, how was yours? Now I can sit back and listen, or pretend to, while I to try to figure out what is so unsettling.
I was told recently that I am not good enough. In so many terms. It felt horrible because it came from somebody very valuable. I don’t try hard enough, apparently. In what way? In all the ways.
I think I am good enough. I think I am struggling, sure, but aren’t we all?
I think I am trying hard enough. Everyday I wake up early to meet my goals and achieve what I want to achieve.
Everyday I try to look better, be better, work better.
I don’t think it is kind to put somebody down because they don’t meet your unrealistic standard. I think that is cruel, and puts pressure on an individual.
I think some people have a standard in their heads and they expect other people to meet that standard, without accepting their strengths. They look only at their weaknesses and focus on those. I think that is a bad attitude to have.
I think people ought to look at themselves first, and try to improve themselves, before they treat others badly and say hurtful things to them.
I think – well, I think some people should not speak until they are absolutely perfect. And that is impossible. So they should just grow up. And hold their malicious judgement.
As if I don’t put enough pressure on myself, to have it from somebody who is supposed to be supporting and encouraging, is simply soul-crushing.
One thought on “Monday Blues”
One of the keys to life is surrounding yourself with the right people – the ones that build you up, not tear you down – the ones that catch you when you are falling, and help you to your feet — the ones that pick you up when your are down, and encourage you to get back going – the ones that provide a sense of realism without destruction. Hang in there, Lenora!