I was feeling a little bit sad recently.
The sadness didn’t come from anything specific – it was just there when I woke up one morning.
So I asked it what it wanted, and the sadness told me it wanted to take its time. To not be rushed away or brushed off to the side, which is so easy to do with work or chores or other tasks.
I decided to listen. There have been many times in my life when I have not honoured my feelings, and those are hard lessons that I continue to work through. Some of those moments are wounds that are still healing. They come in the form of tiredness and resentment and burnout that flare up when I have taken on too much or ignored myself too long.
When I was a kid, my mother was so afraid to call in sick to work that she never did. She was afraid of losing face, or being seen as unreliable or being judged as flakey. She came from a different generation where you sucked it up and went in no matter what.
And because she never took...