take time for yourself

I’m laying in my bed under the covers typing this on my phone solely because sometimes I just have this urge in my fingertips to type. I like to call it the “at one point in my life before I realized how few things you can make money with from an English major I wanted to be an English major” syndrome. I’m constantly wanting to write. Which for most of my family that prefers multiple choice math tests, my weird excitement for times essays freaks them out. But for me, it’s my sense of peace and I don’t often give myself enough time for it. Even sometimes blogging gets put on the backburner because of things I feel are more “important” than making my own self happy. 

I recently found out my personality type. If you’re familiar with the Myers-Briggs system I am an INFJ. I help myself by helping others, I’m constantly overthinking, and I cry a lot. All of the above are valid so I think the test did me justice. However, sometimes it’s hard to realize the things we AREN’T so good at. For INFJ’s that is realizing that you need to take time for yourself as well. And that sometimes YOU need help, and asking for it is our immense worst nightmare. Being an oldest child, I’m independent. I like to do things on my own and I hate asking for help from others, it makes me feel like I didn’t do my best if I can’t do it myself. however, sometimes it’s working on and realizing these faults that improves us the most. 

For me that means working on asking for help. Luckily I have the best friends and support system in the world that I can count on. I take on a heck of a lot of responsibities when there’s times I only NEED to do about 2 or 3 of the things on my to-do list. Whether it be a nap after school or taking a break from working every weekend, finding time for myself is hard but fulfilling. I’ve found that when it comes to myself, I’m the best friend when I’m happy with myself. It’s hard to make your bestie smile when you can’t bring yourself to. You’ve got to refuel yourself before you can go out and love others. So make sure you’re loved. By you.

Until next time, xoxo, ally


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