Monday, July 21, 2014

Rejection

One of my bigger flaws is that I try to be a people pleaser to a fault. Some might say this is good but really, its not. My whole life I compromised what I wanted, or how I do things to please others. If I thought someone was mad at me or rejected me I would worry endlessly and desperately try to make it better.

As a teen this effected my clothing choices, the people I spent time with, my grades. As I got older, it effected where I went, what I would eat or not eat, my self worth and confidence.

This has gotten better as I have gotten older. Even more so after the last few years. I have recognized that my opinions do matter and my feelings do matter and I am worth just as much as anyone else
little girl dreams, flaws, people pleaser

. I invest in myself alot more now than ever. But sadly, that little girl is still in there. Wanting to be sure everyone around me is happy, getting the support they need and know how important they are.

Today I faced rejection from someone I thought I was supporting well. Initially I tried jumping through hoops to understand this rejection and persuade them otherwise. And then, I stopped. I know in my heart I have been as supportive as I could have been. But at the end of the day it wasn't enough. And you know what. For the first time in my life I am ok with this. Not everyone is meant to mesh. I was spending alot of time trying to maintain and help this relationship that probably was never meant to be. I let go, and "walked" away with my head held high knowing I did the best I could.

You may be wondering how this fits into Beachbody. Well, it does for me. The transformation I needed when I started my journey was physical but equally as much mental. Its as important, if not more important to take care of your mind as much as your body. We are a package deal and finally I am starting to trust my head as much as my heart.  Sometimes, we have to let go of things we cannot control. This was a big one for me and I wanted to share.

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