I’m no stranger to the idea of treating myself. In fact, part of my ongoing therapy is to carve out time for self care, since this used to be something that racked me with immense guilt. When I first saw the episode of Parks and Recreation where “Treat Yo’self” was born, I LOVED it. It’s almost like this phrase gave me even more permission to indulge in something that might not be practical or healthy.
Unfortunately, I realized that I started using this idea of treating myself too often, and with things that were making me feel bad. The occasional latte became an almost daily occurrence, I was eating out more often than usual, and my weekend wine indulgence became a “day that ends in Y” glass because “the kids are driving me nuts and I deserve it”.
All of this wouldn’t be an issue if my stomach didn’t react horribly to caffeine, indulgent food, and alcohol, and I had tons of disposable income. But alas, ‘tis not the case. So what ends up happening in my attempt to “treat” myself is I end up feeling worse. Not worth it.
So I’ve decided that I need to change my thinking. I have two children, I’m in my thirties, and I can tell that my body is not going to bounce back from things the way it used to. And so treating my body to things that are good for it is the way I need to look at it. Treat myself to a nice run because my muscles will be getting stronger and I will have some natural stress relief. Treat myself to a smoothie or meal that my body won’t revolt against because I care about myself enough to treat it well.
This is not to say that wine won’t still be a part of my life or that I am abandoning all desserts and I am in no way trying to tell you what to do. That’s not my bag. I just wanted to let you, my lovely and beautiful readers, in on a new challenge I’m giving myself which is to reframe how I look at treating myself. Because who wants to stop celebrating Treat Yo’Self Day? Not this gal. I just need to treat myself better. Because I’m worth it, dammit.