Future YOu Compassion
Sometimes I'll see an old photo of myself and think "wow, I looked cute" while still remembering exactly what my inner critic thought about that photo when it was taken.
In these moments, I often wish that I'd had more love and appreciation for myself at that time. I wish I'd had the compassion for that version of me that I can so easily cultivate retrospectively.
✨But I don't think it's too late.✨
I believe that we can heal and release stored emotions from past versions of ourselves with love and self-compassion. So I'm posting this photo of myself from this week in the spirit of #futureyoucompassion, inspired by Andy J. Pizza.
My note to self: I see you, living through a global pandemic. Grieving your old life and feeling guilty because you don't have it too bad and then feeling guilty for feeling guilty (hello, meta-feelings) because Brene Brown already taught you about comparative suffering. I see you trying to take care of yourself, stay connected to your people, give to your relationship, work from home, and not worry so much because you know stress isn't good for you. I see you being hard on yourself for only posting sporadically on this account, for sitting for most of the day, for not having the energy to do _____, for scrolling endlessly.
I see you doing your best.
I see you trying.
I see you.
💕And you're doing your best 💕
What happens when you look at a photo through the loving eyes of future you?
Julia - tired and trying in November 2020