I was getting ready to go out with some friends while my husband was in the shower, and as we were talking I told him that I didn’t care if they liked me. He shot back, “Yes you do!” Of course this went around and around and I know I do care but at the same time I kind of don’t. I’m not in middle or high school anymore (thank God) so it shouldn’t matter if someone likes me or not.
But it kind of does.
I want people to like me. I really do, but as I get older I realize I have a lot more to offer than what I can share at a girls night out or god forbid, a PTO meeting. It takes time for me to warm up to people, but when I do look out. Because it takes me time to warm up to people it also takes time for them to find my nuances and know the real me.
My best me.
So after this little come-to-Jesus I had with myself, I thought of other things I try to make myself believe…
I would eat so much more healthy if I didn’t have kids. OK maybe not. I really do like Totinos party pizza and those boxes of sugary cereals aren’t going to eat themselves. Along those same lines goes the one that says I would work out more if I wasn’t as busy with my kids. I have a feeling the couch and books and mindless TV will be as appealing in the future as it is now.
My house wouldn’t be so messy if I didn’t have kids. This one is straight up BS, and I say it more to make myself feel better as opposed to me really believing it. I’m not a neat freak. I don’t like to clean and while I hate clutter I just have a hard time making myself tidy up. I need some Marie Kondo up in my house!
I’m not a yeller, I just talk loud. I feel like this one is mainly true and the tiny part that is a lie is when my kids are just pushing my dang buttons. Also, I like to blame part of this on my loss of hearing. It’s not my fault I’m talking loud, I can’t hear myself! And don’t even talk to me at my kids’ sporting events because I won’t even be able to hear you above my yelling.
I didn’t have time to {insert anything here}. Another one that is partly true, but also a lie – and I’m not talking about instances of scheduling conflicts. In the past few years as I’ve tried to cut back on doing things to please others I’ve realized that I do A LOT, and I like to do a lot. I like when my schedule is busy because when I’m at home I’m lazy and would rather sit on the couch than do boring things (see above). But if I’m running out of time it’s because it’s not something I want to do or I forgot; and more than likely I’m not going to forget about something I want to do. Sooo… I need to remind myself to continue to choose things that make me happy or make me happy to be helping.
So there’s a few things that I’m guilty of lying to myself about. What are some things you lie to yourself about?
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