You’re not doing enough. You’re not trying hard enough. You’re not being enough. You’re not enough.
No one in my life tells me any of this except for one person: me. And I would never tell someone else any of these things.
And yet I’m subconsciously (and often consciously) telling myself this every dang day of my life.
And, honestly, I’m kind of over it.
Here are some things I have said or thought (or both) to myself recently: