Well, maybe a little bit on some days, I’m superwoman. Most days, I’m not. However, do I put on the front that I’m superwoman and able to take on and handle everything thrown at me EVERYDAY, YES!!
I’d been thinking about writing this post after a couple of days of feeling defeated. I’ve been exhausted when I get home. My breathing has been funny. I can’t decide if I just need rest, am getting sick, or I’m not reacting well to my new medications. UGH. But, since I’ve convinced myself (because the mind is a powerful tool) that I’m superwoman, I’ve been beating myself up. I haven’t packed a thing since Sunday. I didn’t cook my second meal for the week. I haven’t cleaned up. I haven’t prepped breakfast (or lunch on some days) all week. I’m a complete and utter mess. But Superwoman can’t be a mess. So, after a long discussion with myself, I’ve decided I’m not superwoman.
This is really devastating to me!
This time last year, I was even tweeting about being superwoman. Look:
I did it all! I was probably doing the most but I was doing it.
I’m so over not being super woman. Can I be superwoman part time? I mean, I guess it’s ok to not be able to do it all. It’s ok to not be ok. It’s ok for me to rest because I need it. *rolls eyes* I’m still not convinced. I’m supposed to be strong all the time and able to do any and everything. I guess I’ve just been covered in kryptonite. Hopefully, the effect isn’t long lasting. My lack of super humanness is really getting me down yall. i haz the sads.