I’m changing things up for my Twitter Thought Tuesday this week and taking my thoughts from someone else – and doing a bit more writing. Hope that’s ok. 
You can choose to share your thoughts like I am today — or just share your tweets!
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Please join the fun and let everyone re-live
your favorite tweets from the past week!
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It all started last week when I saw a tweet from @vodkamom on twitter. I just felt like I had to answer it… if nothing else to maybe discover that I really did respect myself – and my accomplishments.
The more I thought about this question over the last few days… the more I wondered if I really do respect myself.
I know the accomplishments that I’ve achieved through work and in my weight loss journey… as well as the many things that I’ve crossed of my {now former} bucket list and {current} 101 in 1001 list.
Through this I’ve achieved a lot of things… but do I respect myself?
I think this is a question I’ve been battling for many months… or rather years… now. One that started well before losing weight began, but now that I’ve achieved this — and am trying to still figure out and take this journey to find who I really am and what my purpose here is on the earth — I wonder if that’s the key to finding the key to the whole “what is this life all about” question.
Oh wait. I’m sure it’s the key. Or at least the key to keeping the weight off.
I have dozens of books to help guide me through into this journey… but yet I don’t pick them up. Don’t read them. Is it the fear of actually finding out that there is something bigger – deeper perhaps – wrong with me? Or maybe I’m simply living my life depending on others for the respect that I long to give myself in my life.
Over the last few days… from being not motivated to feeling like a failure in some things… I’ve come to figure out {mainly from the people that read this blog} that maybe I’m pushing myself too hard and not relaxing enough. Maybe I need to simply let myself rest and pick up once again when I’m ready.
I’m almost beginning to believe (but not quite ready to accept) that this is might be a phase in my life where I simply need to “let go” and rest. To not worry so much about the weight loss or the to do list or the cleaning that needs to be done… because eventually it will all come together.
But maybe I’m to rest… to relax… so that I can discover who I am and see how much I really deserve to respect myself — not only in what I’ve achieved, but in who I am.
When did you start respecting yourself?
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I think respecting myself is something that really comes and goes for me. One day i think I’m a rockstar and minutes later a total fool. It’s tough
I totally think that too. Maybe it really is all of these insecurities I (or maybe everyone?) have to overcome!
That’s an interesting question. I don’t know if I ever thought of it like that.
Not until after my divorce. Honestly,it was the biggest wakeup call ever. I had been so focused on the veneer of success, of being a Christian, of what people thought, that it had never occurred to me to live for ME. When everything was taken away, and all I had was me and Jesus, I found myself.
I am with your other readers – you area accomplished, you have accomplished, you are not your body, you are your heart – your heart is awesome.
Just sayin’
God bless
I can’t say I ever *really* have. Or maybe it’s a thing that comes and goes, like it is for KLZ. I just don’t know. Thought provoking for sure.
For me, it’s an easy answer. Getting out of a bad relationship I had for a long time in college. THAT was the moment I knew I would expect nothing less than the BEST for myself.
What a fabulous thought-provoking post.
I am on this journey of respect. I feel that if I am honestly hoping and teaching my CHILDREN to respect themselves, then I have to walk the walk myself. I do love who i am – the person deep in my soul. And I need to help that person help herself. One step at a time!!!
Wow… that is a good question. I think when I started dating Josh I started respecting myself. He was the 1st person that respected me (out of other friends, boyfriends…) and I finally learned what I was worth.
I didn’t comment on this before now because I came to the shocking realization that I don’t respect myself. I’m not sure I know how to start now. But I wrote a little about it today and linked to this post on my blog…
http://abbyandizzysmom.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-have-no-power-over-me.html (when u have time)
I also think no one else will respect me until I demand it. Until I own it. Until it’s obvious that I respect myself….so it may be a long road….