What if I was good enough even on the off days? Without doing anything, without accomplishing anything. With no willpower to get off the couch or check off items on the to do list or catch up on any of the things that need to get done. With absolutely nothing to show for myself but having breathed in and out all day long- what then?
What if instead of beating up on myself, instead of obsessing over everything not done, instead of listing all of the reasons why I could reasonably hate my lack of progress- what if instead of any of that I just loved myself. Without judgement, without criticism, without having to earn it. Just as is, completely off my game. What if I loved myself instead?
Wouldn't that be a novel idea?