My therapist jokes that the two weeks between our appointments are like two months in anyone else's life. And ... she's not wrong, there is a LOT going on right now. To be fair, it feels like there's always a lot going on in at any given moment because juggling a full-time job, freelance writing and IVF, which feels like a full-time job, IS a lot -- even without a global pandemic.
A few weeks ago, a Twitter friend was talking about the pressure to finish the year strong and I offered we just focus on finishing because, again, there's a whole pandemic happening right now.
Then yesterday, real-life friend and subscriber (hi, Gia!), told me during a virtual coffee date: "You're doing your pandemic best." It made me smile because yes, I am doing my pandemic best. To compare my productivity and creativity to pre-pandemic times is simply outrageous. I'm trying not to be too hard on myself (emphasis on trying), but I'm often my own worst critic.
Times like these, I'm reminded of the self-compassion exercises my original therapist shared with me in our first session, specifically the one about talking to ourselves as we would a best friend. You wouldn't tell your bestie to "toughen up, stick it out," would you? Or berate them for having an off day?
No, chances are you would offer them some kind, encouraging words. And maybe send them a sweet treat via UberEats. Treat yourself like you would your best friend.