Tell Me Something, How Far Are You Willing to Go for Self-love?

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y workplace. He hated seeing me work so hard for so little. He spoke to me about it, but that’s where it ended. Even when I broke down, he did not take definite action. I was the only one who stopped what I had started.In another role where I was team lead, my deputy once said to me; you have only one fault. “You take care of everything and everyone at your expense. It’s a flaw.”So clearly, the universe had been speaking to me at different times. I guess I am sometimes hard of hearing.<h2 id="9d42">Hard Truth</h2>Aside from your creator, no one can love you more than yourself. No one else does it better. They probably don’t know how to. If someone loves you more than themselves, that’s a rarity.I have had to remind myself often that I have to watch my back, cheer myself on, and guard my corner.I have always believed that only after doing that can I do the same for the next person.My role demands that I do just that. If not, how then do I deliver as a wife, a daughter, a sister, and a physician?<h2 id="e9da">My current realities.</h2>A month ago, I was chatting with a buddy. She had a long list of complaints. I remember saying to her: “In my marriage; I make conscious efforts to

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be happy. For instance, if you remember that trip I took last fall, it was to ensure I pampered myself. Sometimes our lovers drain us and we need to escape to refill.” I think she felt a bit scandalized by my answer.My husband is demanding, but I have learned to only accommodate what I can. He is lucky, though. Amongst a long list, he gets to enjoy the benefits of my labors in the kitchen as I find cooking therapeutic and do not eat as much as I create.Now, I am job hunting. Sometimes, I am solely focused on survival. There is a downside to that. It’ll force me to accept any and every role and perhaps put me in the same precarious situation I found myself in before.I always prefer roles where I can work with a great team, and get a good work-life balance. If the pay is great, that’d be awesome.So in the meantime, <a href="https://readmedium.com/one-of-my-favorite-writers-just-hinted-i-had-found-my-writers-voice-13f65034198f">I’ll enjoy this extended vacation time</a>. I’ll also keep my mantra in front of me all the time: “Take care of yourself. No one would do it for you.” Cos I also have to remember that I am not useful to anyone six feet under.Thanks, <a href="undefined">Jason Edmunds</a>.</article></body>

Here we go again!

Two months ago, I resigned from my role as a clinic manager. As I sat at the dining table shortly after that resignation, I remember hearing a voice deep within saying; “take care of yourself.” I turned to see if there was anyone else in the room. Nope, I was alone.

It was a difficult but welcome message. It was difficult cos I don’t think anyone had sincerely said that to me in a long time. Or maybe they did, and I wasn’t listening hard enough. One time, it took a psychotic breakdown for me to hear.

I had worked in my role for more than a year before my hubby visited my workplace. He hated seeing me work so hard for so little. He spoke to me about it, but that’s where it ended. Even when I broke down, he did not take definite action. I was the only one who stopped what I had started.

In another role where I was team lead, my deputy once said to me; you have only one fault. “You take care of everything and everyone at your expense. It’s a flaw.”

So clearly, the universe had been speaking to me at different times. I guess I am sometimes hard of hearing.

Hard Truth

Aside from your creator, no one can love you more than yourself. No one else does it better. They probably don’t know how to. If someone loves you more than themselves, that’s a rarity.

I have had to remind myself often that I have to watch my back, cheer myself on, and guard my corner.

I have always believed that only after doing that can I do the same for the next person.

My role demands that I do just that. If not, how then do I deliver as a wife, a daughter, a sister, and a physician?

My current realities.

A month ago, I was chatting with a buddy. She had a long list of complaints. I remember saying to her: “In my marriage; I make conscious efforts to be happy. For instance, if you remember that trip I took last fall, it was to ensure I pampered myself. Sometimes our lovers drain us and we need to escape to refill.” I think she felt a bit scandalized by my answer.

My husband is demanding, but I have learned to only accommodate what I can. He is lucky, though. Amongst a long list, he gets to enjoy the benefits of my labors in the kitchen as I find cooking therapeutic and do not eat as much as I create.

Now, I am job hunting. Sometimes, I am solely focused on survival. There is a downside to that. It’ll force me to accept any and every role and perhaps put me in the same precarious situation I found myself in before.

I always prefer roles where I can work with a great team, and get a good work-life balance. If the pay is great, that’d be awesome.

So in the meantime, I’ll enjoy this extended vacation time. I’ll also keep my mantra in front of me all the time: “Take care of yourself. No one would do it for you.” Cos I also have to remember that I am not useful to anyone six feet under.