I left work early today and came home not feeling well. I shouldn't have gone in the first place but I talked myself into dressing up extra nice to fake my way through the day. Hey, if my outward appearance looked somewhat pulled together, my mind and body would shortly follow, right?
Nope. Not today. At all. I felt like absolute crap and there was no way to fake my way out of it.
When I finally gave myself the permission to go home, it was amazing. I place so much pressure on myself to give to others. Today, I was reminded that sometimes, I need to give to myself too. I came home, rested on the couch, napped, and grabbed a few groceries (on my own!!!) before picking up the kids from school and daycare.
I'm already feeling one hundred times better than I did this afternoon. And for this, I am thankful.