I’m writing this post for myself. I mean, yes, if you relate or if it strikes something within you or touches you in some way, I’m all for that. But as I’m writing right now, I’m writing to myself.
Antoria. It’s okay to take a break.
I was scrolling through Tumblr and it was as though the gods of Tumblr orchestrated my dashboard in such a way that I would see this post, at this exact moment, while I’m feeling this exact sentiment. I’ll include a screenshot of the post below so you guys can see what I saw, all while my jaw was dropped to the lowest it possibly could.
I’ve been working overtime on myself. Exercising every day, trying to go to work every day (if you understand how taxing my job is, you’d understand why this is working overtime), working on my blog a lot more and thinking about/working towards my future while trying not to have an anxiety attack doing all of those things.
I haven’t been resting much. I hardly get time to myself to really rest and be a lazy bum on Netflix. My mind is always running. And sometimes the thought of running out of time creeps up on me and terrifies me a lot.
With all of this going on, sometimes I get exhausted. Exhausted to the point of actually being unable to get out of my bed on mornings.
So you could imagine that seeing the aforementioned post really shook me up. I’ve been meditating on it for the last couple days and that’s when I decided I needed to write about it.
Resting does NOT equate to being lazy. Shit, even God rested on the 7th day. What makes us think that we can’t rest? It’s even encouraged to rest in between your workout days so as to give your muscles time to get stronger.
Our minds need rest. Our souls need rest. We need rest. Don’t overwork yourselves. You’re not a bad person for taking a break from your responsibilities. Because at the end of the day, it’s all about your well-being.
So cuddle up in your sheets. Turn on your favorite playlist or your favorite show on Netflix and just breathe.
You deserve it.