“Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy. “
This scrolled across my facebook newsfeed recently. (Ahh facebook, you give me so many things to blog about).
The inner-peace-seeking-hippie inside of me wanted to agree with it, wanted to throw my fist in the air and yell “Amen!” Or perhaps cross my legs all zen-like and knowingly whisper “namaste”.
But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t bring myself to agree with this method of living and leaving. I mean, I sort of, kind of, maybe understand what they were getting at (that’s the part of me that wants to do the exclamatory agreeing) but it just doesn’t hold up in practice when you pour a big ole bucket of reality on top and stir.
Do you know how many times my marriage hasn’t served me, grown me, or made me happy?
Um, I don’t know. Like a billion. Okay, that’s obviously an exaggeration. But seriously, y’all – life and love and religion is hard. So. freaking. hard. It’s not as black and white as an overly simplistic facebook graphic would like you to think. Life is gray – it is so fantastically gray. (insert poorly played “50 shades” joke here) So gray that sometimes you think the overcast will never lift and it’s all you can do to stop yourself from running. All you can do.
Now, that being said – I think you do have to make respecting yourself a priority. And I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve done a craptastic job with this in my lifetime. I haven’t respected my body, I haven’t respected my time. I’ve been haphazard and neglectful all around. And I don’t think I’m alone in this. I think most of us zombie our way through life only half living.
Quit that crap. Seriously.
Live. Love. Serve. Grow. Invest. Meditate. Focus. Explore the limits of that amazing freaking body that you’ve been gifted with.
But don’t go traipsing off in search of greener grass just because yours is gray. Fertilize that junk. For real.
What are your thoughts on respecting yourself enough to pursue a life worth living?
*I am in no way endorsing staying in an abusive or harmful relationship. Those are special circumstances.