You know that thing when you start thinking about one little event/conversation/dumb thing you said/bad decision you made, and it soon spirals into a mental list of everything you’ve done wrong since the beginning of time? Well, I found myself falling down that rabbit hole the other day when a wonderful thought stopped me in my tracks:
What if you were a character in a novel you loved?
Think of one of your favorite characters — it could be in a novel, or a great film or tv show. All great characters have some serious problems to deal with (whether internally or externally), they sometimes make questionable decisions (Holden Caulfield), break the law (Lisbeth Salander), and doubt themselves (Katniss Everdeen) — but we love them anyway, flaws and all. Why? Simply put, because we have some distance. We can see the greater arc of their story, and we identify with their struggles. Why can’t we do this for ourselves?
Well, just imagine if you could look at yourself from the outside. Think of all of the worst mistakes you’ve made: the wrong-turns, the royal screw-ups, the missed chances, the things left unsaid. If you could get some distance, wouldn’t you actually be…lovely? Imperfect, intriguing, and lovable, despite (or even because of) the worst of you?
Just for today, why not see how it feels to give yourself the same sort of compassion you usually reserve for characters in books? I know this is different from my usual sort of posts, but I thought we could all use the encouragement. : ) Have a lovely day, and be kind to yourselves, friends!