Sometimes I take myself to a place I know I shouldn’t go: a place of self-pity.
Self-pity does nothing to help me grow, and everything to make me feel miserable in the moment.
In the past, I would often run to self-pity, look for it, let it consume me, and therefore, I didn’t have to look at the work I needed to do to move past my pain.
Self-pity is always a distraction from the work at hand and a way to live in our sorrows.
Today, when I am feeling sorry for myself, I allow myself a moment to grieve, a moment to cry, a moment to feel down, and then I do what I need to do to get back on track:
I call a friend who will offer me support.
I busy myself with my tasks and chores for the day.
I write about my feelings so that I can address my problems later when I am in a better state of mind.
I help someone else… and use my strength to help them combat their own pain and suffering.
Self-pity is a crutch that I choose not to lean on… a bad habit that must be removed… if I choose not to indulge in it… I choose to move forward with strength and faith.
“Dear God, help me to remove self-pity from my day-to-day life. Give me the strength to move forward with courage and dignity.”