I know that’s a weird topic title. I’m actually pretty healthy. I spend a lot of time in my own head and so perhaps I am more aware of when I don’t feel my best. I get migraines as much as nine times a month. If I sense it coming on early enough, I can medicate and mostly feel okay but not great. Fortunately I don’t get glutened very often. That makes me really sick so I guess a gift of the pandemic is that I don’t eat out very much.
I guess a better blog heading would be: I’m glad I appreciate how often I feel good. I can work on that. Maybe that will be a future blog post.
In the meantime, I’m doing pretty well with my beginning -of-year activities that I am not calling resolutions. I’ve decided it’s my year of self-compassion. Or maybe my first year of self-compassion. I hear self-compassion will make me nicer to other people too. I don’t think I’m not nice, but sometimes I don’t feel nice.