I hate it when bloggers apologize for being away. It’s like they assume there is some mass of people on the other side of the computer screen waiting with bated breath for the next dose of prose. Bloggers, in general, are a navel-grazing bunch, but I’m not conceited enough to believe that you guys even notice when I’m not around. You have lives. And they sure as hell don’t revolve around me and my verbose recipe anecdotes.
That being said, sorry for the disappearing act.
The truth is, something had to give this week and as much as I love my little slice of internet, it was first on the chopping block. Actually, that’s a lie. It’s second. Right behind sweating on the treadmill. As unhealthy as it is, exercise is always goes first.
As women, we are often expected to do it all and not complain. Suck it up and be super human. Bake the most beautiful cupcakes on the planet and change a flat tire while wearing the heels that everyone covets and finishing our PhD in awesomeness.
Sorry. I can’t do it. I’m overwhelmed.
And by feeling that way it doesn’t make me weak, lazy or unambitious. It doesn’t make me less amazing, beautiful or strong. It just means that life got all up in my bidness, and I need some time to wrap my brain around it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with stepping back, holding up the proverbial stop sign and getting everything in order before moving onward and upward.
I’m not going to list out the details of my current overwhelmed state, because, after all, it’s all relative. Chances are my to do list looks like a walk in the park to some people and like a terrifying burden to others. It’s counterproductive, anyway, because that kind of comparison is what leads us to, as a society, shame one another for not performing at an impossible level. Just because my to do list is smaller (or longer) than yours, it doesn’t invalidate my feelings.
I’m giving myself permission to be overwhelmed. And own it. (Hi! This is me. Owning it!) Because it’s totally okay to feel this way. In fact, it’s healthy. We’re expected to push past this feeling and do more, be more, accomplish more, but we feel overwhelmed for a reason. It’s a big, honkin’ red flag that says, “Hey you! Yeah you! Put down the frosting and get your shit in order.”
So, I’m putting down the frosting for a few days. And I give you permission to do the same the next time you need it. It doesn’t make you any less amazing. It just makes you real, imperfect and human.
See you in a few days. With the recipe for this ridiculousness.
How do you deal with feeling overwhelmed?
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