I think that is part of my philosophy of life, but then I suppose I must add '..and lie down when you need to.' Being the wordy person I am, I doubt I am capable of a succinct philosophy on life at all; I would always have something else to add. But somewhere in my busy brain there exists some sort of guideline I follow in life even if I cannot articulate it and while aspects of it may be universal, it is also very personal because life, and living with a chronic illness has taught me that in order to look after myself I must know what is right for me and apologetically do it.
Sometimes I slip into just coping mode and the feeling of being a bit overwhelmed always sneaks up on me. I carry the delusion that I am super woman and can do everything I want to do, believe I should do and need to do. I put my head down and plow ahead until I hit the brick wall I didn't see. I am never able to do as much or do it as quickly as I am inclined to believe I should, and to be honest I am sure I am not doing things as quickly as an unafflicted person might, but that is something I have to accept and forgive myself for. The Shawna in reality does not always, and probably does not usually, match up with the Shawna in my head. The one in my head actually wears all of these lovely baubles and bangles that hang on the wall in my bedroom. She wears them every day instead of only sometimes, and they never get in her way or irritate her while she is doing things. They would look lovely while she is napping too but of course the Shawna in my head doesn't need to nap.
A sneak peek in my bedroom, where the refreshing process is still underway.
There is a wonderful bit of advice floating around the internet and I've seen it on Pinterest, which is my preferred online hangout for my brainless days. I will paraphrase it here, and I do not know to whom this bit of wisdom should be attributed but it is useful for all but those with the most iron-clad self confidence.
It advises us not to compare our true raw selves with the varnished version others present. It is the character equivalent to comparing your real in the flesh self with the photo-shopped version of a model in the magazine. Some people are very good at presenting a flawless appearing image of themselves, whether it is physical or whether it is a representation of all they do in a day. We read about or hear about all that another does and is and on top of that we probably think she looks better than we do too, and we compare the reality of our own selves and situation forgetting that nearly everyone presents a carefully edited image to the world and some are much better than others at fluffing up their CV.
Whether it's comparing myself to what I think others are doing or comparing my real self to my idealised self, I am likely to be disappointed so it is my goal not to do this and I have become much better at achieving it. The strategy is simple. I put one foot in front of the other. I stop and rest when I need to. This is what I am good at; I keep on keeping on.