I can honestly say that I’ve made some serious headway when it comes to owning “my time”. I used to suffer from a severe case of over extension with delusions about being in three places at once and hated the thought of disappointing anyone. I enjoyed making others happy hence a career in healthcare and a short lived stint as a wedding coordinator. As time passed however, I found myself less and less enthused with bitchy, Vera Wang clad brides and belligerent elderly patients and their taunts to spit and smear when provoked. (let’s not even go there!) Soon enough, I couldn’t help but wonder whether all the attention to detail and knack for people pleasing was actually just a subconscious attempt to elude my own happiness? For the time I spent fretting and obsessing over minute issues and insignificant people - it’s no wonder that the one person I never paid any mind to was…myself.
Clearly, I’m no expert at time management. But over the years I do feel less inclined to RSVP to every event that I’m invited to, refuse to network for the sake of kissing ass, and consciously avoid exerting effort towards people who are essentially a waste of my time. When it comes to the pursuit of happiness and living a life of fulfillment- I’ve learned that no one else’s bliss matters more than my own. What makes you happy? Do tell…
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