Monday have a special place in my heart🖤
I fell in love with Mondays when I was going through my healing journey. I was on sick leave because of my burnout. I got a complete shift in my feelings for the weekdays. I dreaded the weekends and longed for the Monday to arrive.
Why?
Weekends meant everyone was home. And I had three sides of me.
1. I had to try my best to keep up the facade of feeling good, or
2. I was just exhausted and frustrated, easily irritated, trying to rest with an unbearable guilt and shame growing on the inside, or
3. I actually had some good energy
but the thing with burnout, especially in the first phase, you never know which side that will appear. And you can switch between different sides during the day as well.
Mondays meant I got the time to rest and recover, there was something freeing in being home alone. I could focus on me✨️ and no one had to see the sick version of me. No one had to be reminded, no one, except me. Reminded of that I wasn't the same woman anymore. She had died, but she died before the new woman had been born and I was living in an in between state. I was existing, but not living. I had lost the connection with my inner self. It was like I was locked in like the caterpillar, before she becomes a butterfly. I was done with the old version, and now it was about figuring out who I was supposed to be, only then I would be released as that beautiful butterfly 🦋
I truly believe that regardless of what the name of the day is, each and every new day is a new opportunity for you to become more of you.
However, Mondays have become very special to me🖤 They are connected with me, being me, becoming more of me. They remind me of the transformation when going from who I thought I was, to who I was meant to be.
How do you feel about Mondays?
XoXo
Terese
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