The Ambiguity of Self-Compassion

I’ve been tossing around this phrase lately, “self-compassion”. I’ve actually started a running poll with my fellow colleagues, friends, professional network, and family on what is their definition of self-compassion. It’s quite ironic that i’ve been getting several different answers. These answers are all different depending on the people group:

Family:

  • Tend to answer with compassion and kindness
  • Talk about self-kindness and positive self-talk
  • Don’t necessarily have direct tangible actions on how to apply this term to your life
  • Ask if there is something wrong with me
  • Start to worry about my well-being

Colleagues:

  • Tend to respond with some sort of social justice response: “it’s the act of loving oneself as much as someone else”
  • Self-love, self-care, and self-preservation
  • Defined as something that they preach don’t practice
  • Not judging oneself

Friends:

  • Tend to assume I am naive to this term and have no idea what i’m talking about
  • Say I’m hard on myself and need to take it easy
  • Ask how I’m doing and avoid any hard topics about themself when asked
  • Become increasingly agitated and continue to ask how i’m applying self-compassion to my life
  • Define it as something one should do on a daily basis to avoid shame or guilt

Professional:

  • Talk about the in depth therapeutic definition of self-care
  • Give positive self-talk tangible action steps
  • Never ask why I asked about the definition
  • Assume that I’m asking in context for a clinical advice
  • Claim that self-compassion is relative
  • Validate my concerns about learning the definition of self-compassion

You see I have been wrestling with this term as long as I can remember. Most therapists and professionals will assume that it’s blamed on my childhood or the way my parent’s raised me. Yea, okay that might have been a factor. Trauma and emotional neglect aside what about the lack of connection? Or the personal affection? Or even the lack of boundaries in my life?

I don’t blame my parent’s for that stuff. Honestly, it wasn’t talked about or discussed back in the day. Hell, I don’t think that scientists knew the extent of damage a lack of boundaries or emotional neglect had on a child’s brain. My parents had no idea how damaging the impact of screen time or physically reprimanding for discipline purposes. I mean my mom struggled with controlling her anger by raising her voice or yelling at us for something or even taking things out of proportion. Honestly….I bet I deserved it. I was honestly a horrible daughter and regret saying a lot of things to her. However, We both had no idea the impact these coping strategies would have on both of us.

As a new parent, I am beginning to realize that life is not as easy as the movies make it out to be. Toddlers are little savages. But if you take a step back and realize these toddlers don’t have the complex decision making skills that us adults have. This prevents them from being able to control and/or regulate their emotions in a healthy way. They don’t know what the feelings sadness, anger, and frustration are. They have no idea what they even feel like. So they respond in the same way they begged for attention and food when they were infants. They cry.

My son gives me the largest, most plump, crocodile tears whenever I tell him “First, we need to do _____ before we can do ______.” Most of the time it revolves around food. Like I get it, I get hangry too, but dear Lord the fruit snacks are still going to be there after we wash our hands or sit up in the highchair, I promise.

What gets me the most is that, I as an adult have a hard time managing my emotions, effectively connecting with others, and not taking other’s emotions to heart. So, why should we expect other’s to respond any differently? Especially our own tiny humans. It all starts with modeling. Children model the behaviors that we do on a daily basis. They see us empty the dishwasher so they want to help wash the dishes or put them away. But we’re so quick to yell at them for putting them away wrong or doing things different than we’re used to, so we push them away or tell them they can’t do it. We turn the TV on or we distract them with something else instead of teach them the everyday life skills that kids lack now a days.

Children can figure out how to scroll on an iPhone, but they struggle with common day things like cleaning their room, making their own decisions, or even reading time on an analog clock OR counting back change. No I don’t think that these life skills are practiced as much as they used to be but they are also essential to being financially stable, establishing meaningful relationships, creating boundaries, learning about consent, and the ability to control their life, bodies, and minds. These skills are lost in the bustle of life trying to keep kids occupied so that mom/dad can get things done.

Let me tell ya straight sister….

NO ONE CARES IF YOU HAVE DIRTY DISHES IN THE SINK.

Your children are going to remember making a mess with you in the kitchen or helping mix a chocolate cake over watching TV in the living room while you do all these things. Give children the ability to learn how to establish healthy connections and understand the importance to creating intimacy with themselves.

This all STARTS WITH YOU.

Circling back to the modeling, children model the behaviors you do. You do your makeup every single day? Your little girl will attempt to put lipstick on or eye shadow just to be like mommy. She will also know the importance of loving herself modeled by how much you love yourself. If you constantly put yourself down about appearance, fashion, beauty, or behaviors based on shame or guilt then your child will do the same in her own life. Remember the saying, “the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree”? Yea, that’s true with the self-based behaviors that you model/mimick. Your children want an intimate connection with you as someone involved in their life. In order to do that you have to TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.

Self-care is a whole other topic for another day, but self-compassion might be the roots that need to grow before you can blossom and shine for other’s to see first. Saying positive things to yourself, complimenting yourself, taking time to meet your basic needs (going to the bathroom whenever your bladder signals you to go, eating lunch even when you don’t have “time”, and showering/washing your face) can make a world of a difference. Once you have time to take care of your physical basic needs, you can then move onto harder things like emotional and psychological self-care. Again self-care is a topic for another day and something I’m truly very passionate about, but. self-compassion is the umbrella term and self-care is the action word related to self-compassion.

Do it. Be kind to yourself. Relate to yourself. Validate your own feelings by saying “Yes, I feel ____ right now.” Don’t try to remove the uncomfortable instead EMBRACE yourself and all your feelings. When you start to accept every part of yourself then you’re able to really share your gifts and joys to others and help them.

let’s all start with showing ourselves the compassion and kindness we deserve. YOU DESERVE IT.

“Add to Cart”: Deception of Comfort

Have you ever did something just because it comforted you in the moment? Not because it was necessarily healthy for you, but instead it calmed every ounce of your being just for a few seconds? I have. Many of times.

They often say the first step to personal healing is admitting you have a problem so, here I am, I have a problem. Now before you jump off the bandwagon hear me out.

I have an addiction to ordering Amazon packages, or really just anything online. Those marketing schemes of “One-day only SALE!” and “65% off: Limited Time Offer” really get me. Call me naive, but it’s actually more of an addiction not just a lack of experience. I’ll be mindlessly scrolling on my phone after a long day of peeling my screaming toddler off the floor and bam! there it is. The EXACT item I was just talking about that I so desperately “needed”, 70% off. I’ll be the first to admit that I almost always NEVER need something its more of a strong want. I make up every excuse in the book as to how I might possibly negotiate with myself to order it. I go to every extreme, oh but I don’t have that color, my current one has a small .5 cm hole in it and needs to be replaced or worse… it’ll NEVER be this cheap again. I must have all the things right now. Instant gratification. Oh that foamy hand soap is only available right now with the purchase of that seemingly purposeless tea towel? I must add that to my cart then. Now you’re telling me that I can get an additional 25% off if I sign up for pesky rewards where you scam my inbox with emails on a daily basis? Done. Oh, in order for me to get that 25% off I have to have a total of $50? Cool! I really needed that potato masher anyways. Even though we have a total of five potato mashers and we only use them like once a year.

There is almost always a catch twenty-two whenever I click checkout. But, I’ve already typed in all my credit card information and it’s one click away from placing the order. I don’t find comfort in actually placing the order. I actually find the most exhilarating excitement when I get the notification on my phone that a package has been delivered. I think the worst part is whenever a package comes to my door it’s like a constant surprise, a guessing game of what might be inside because I never remember what I order. Once that notification dings, my blood gets pumping and I have this instant guessing game with myself with what it might possibly be. A game. It’s like I’m about to get a new car in the mail or something. So I go home, open up the box and there I am sporting my new gadgets. All within 35 seconds.

Why is it that us humans seek comfort in the most mundane, useless things? I mean materialism is a thing, thanks to the roaring 20’s and their microwaves. But it’s the quickest and yet the least effective thing that eases our muscles and lowers our blood pressure. It’s like a moth. They’re so intrigued by the flicker of a flame they have to have it as close to them as possible. They notice the light and fly closer and closer to the bright neon orange strobe. But when they get too close to it, it’s actually harmful and wasn’t worth the risk. This analogy reminds me of my bank account.

I oftentimes wonder what it is that I like about shopping. It’s not like my love language is receiving gifts or anything. Honestly, is it the chase of finding the best deal or is it the idea of having more than enough? Or Is it a genetic problem passed down from my ancestors? You see, whenever my family and I get together we are so excited to see each other that we often forget to make plans. We’re not necessarily the most punctual people on the planet. You see I moved away from my rural hometown when I was 18 all packed up and ready for the new life ahead of me in the big city of Grand Rapids. This was a culture shock to me and my family as they dropped me off on a one-way street at the university’s campus dorms. They secretly love coming to see me, I’m convinced it’s because there are more department stores than there are grocery stores in a 3 mile radius. It’s like a routine now. “Hey honey, I’m coming over this weekend. Does that work for you?”, “Yea mom that’s perfect! Can’t wait to see you in a couple days.” The next day she’s arriving at my house four bags packed of stuff to stay one night. It’s not even 9 am and we’re already headed off to the shopping mall. For what you might ask? No idea. Most of the time, I think it’s because of where I grew up we dont’t get much experience people watching or living the glorious life of window shopping. The deprivation of life in the city without all the flashing lights and latest gadgets. Shopping has become a hobby, a common past time for every single woman in my family.

Why do I keep talking about shopping as being a problem? Well, it comforts me. However, this comfort isn’t healthy. One person doesn’t possibly need the same cardigan in 50 different colors. I mean I have more underwear than I have hair ties. There are true people who have not a single pair of underwear and here I am stuffing my underwear in a drawer with every muscle I have so no one breaks a hip running into it in the middle of the night. You might be thinking, well if I had the money I would do the same thing. Let me break it to ya, sister. I’m broke as a joke.

I’m a third year graduate student with 8+ years of student loans chilling in an account somewhere. I have a 7 year loan on a used car I bought in order to pay the lowest monthly amount possible. I’ve opened more than 10 credit cards and kept a credit balance of at least $1k on each. I’m also working as an intern 20-25 hours/week, which is NOT paid by the way. I don’t have the money to fork out for a new pair of shoes on a weekly basis. This my friend, is what’s called a problem. You can take financial classes and read all the self-help books you want to tackle this problem head on, in fact you could quote Dave Ramsey a million times saying “Dave would be proud of me right now” as you paid for your groceries with cash. However, none of these actions are useful until you own that your comfort is causing you pain and suffering,

Owning your battles and claiming they don’t have control over you is a good place to begin. You don’t have to click “Add to Cart” to feel comfort. Not only does poor impulse-control hinder me from succeeding financially, but it’s training my brain that I NEED that fifth pair of flats in order to do my job as a social worker. I think If I dress the part, I will act the part. I oftentimes believe that if I had a fancy enough purse or a trendy enough outfit it would replace my feelings of “not good enough”. The opposite is actually the truth. Don’t let your negative thoughts and feelings have power over you. Comfort can be deceptive. Learn how to decipher the difference between the unhealthy vs. healthy. Healthy comfort looks like loving yourself. Constantly giving yourself compassion, affirmation, and enjoyment out of this life. Healthy comfort could be taking a nap when you’re feeling tired, making a pros and cons list about a potentially unhealthy relationship, or saying no to that 70% off sale. Not only are you more than enough to me, you are more than enough for yourself. Love yourself a little more and give yourself credit when you fall. Pick yourself back up and remind yourself that you are the best YOU you can be not for anybody else but for yourself. You deserve to be healthy, whole, beautiful, kind, and loving to yourself. Your drive, skills, success, determination, and passion all come from YOU (well technically they come from God of course) not someone else. You matter.

You. Are. Good. Enough.

Intro

I decided to start blogging because of my intense passion for writing and exploring other ideas. Also, Brene Brown inspired me to be more vulnerable, so here I am.

I’m also very passionate about healing and growth. I get the most inspiration while watching others chase down their own dreams, beat to their own drum, create their own masterpieces and explore their best life. Throughout my time as a social work student I have pondered so many things (hence the name AllTheThings). My mind is full of knowledge, insight, and education. The best way that I can make sense of all that is in my head is to put it on paper (or a blog post, you get the point). That and I have an intense dream of becoming an author someday…and I’ve fangirled more than once over Brene Brown and her work. I’ve actually been mostly inspired to write a blog from Brene Brown, Gretchen Rubin, Dan Siegel, and Jen Sincero. These people are my most recent inspirations.

  • I decided to put my ideas and work out in public to inspire others as well as create a support for others. Therapists, mothers, or people who want more insight on mental health and how it affects our minds, bodies, and relationships.
  • Some topics I will be focusing on are mental health, paths of healing, parenting, trauma, and all things I experience as a mother.
  • Some people I would love to connect with are other therapists, researchers, mothers, teachers, medical professionals, first responders, faith-based communities, and anyone interested in personal healing and growth.
  • My main accomplishment through this blog is to become a successful author. This blog is just the start to my beautiful journey to reaching my goals to become a licensed professional, therapist, trauma clinician, and successful author.

Lastly, I personally want to thank you for joining me on this journey. I can’t wait to share with you all the unique ways our minds, bodies, and relationships are all so important to our own personal healing journey.

As always: You are brave. You are enough. You are appreciated.

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