Crying Over Directions & The Art of Forgiving Yourself
- Sheridan Guerrette
- Mar 4
- 9 min read
Updated: May 6
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Crying Over Directions & The Art of Forgiving Yourself:
Last week ended up being a half-episode because I wasn’t feeling well, and normally, when something like that happens, I do what I’ve always done: push straight through it. I keep working, finish whatever needs finishing. I also have the deeply unhelpful habit of skipping the ibuprofen, skipping the vitamins, and basically ignoring anything that might actually help me recover, because somewhere in my brain I’ve convinced myself that productivity is medicine.
This time, though, I didn’t do that. I actually took it easy. I rested, stayed in environments that were helping me recover, and stopped working when I was supposed to be recovering, which turns out to be the entire point of being sick, who knew? The strange thing is how quickly everything turned around once I stopped fighting it. I got better in what felt like record time, which was almost annoying because it forced me to acknowledge something I already knew but clearly don’t practice enough: sometimes the fastest way to recover is to stop trying to outrun the problem.
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