For putting my mental health first. I took stress leave from work for the first time in 20 years and it was the best thing I ever did. I spent so long feeling bad for “not being sick enough” to take a break, but the burn out was hitting so hard, I was starting to get physical symptoms.
Not taking work/grading home. I’m a teacher, which means I’m pretty immersed in the martyr/constant work culture. But I haven’t managed to make myself grade anything while not in the classroom since I was student teaching. The last time I brought anything home to grade was a huge stack of essays the “week” that we had off at the start of COVID. And I didn’t grade them the entire year that I was out of the classroom.
Used to feel bad about it, knowing that lots of other teachers got so much more work and planning done at home, but now I’ve just accepted that it’s not going to happen for me. Sometimes I stay extra time in my classroom to get things planned/graded/whatever, and sometimes I just let lower-priorities fall by the wayside.
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Honestly? Just about everything.
The church I was raised in gave me a pretty solid guilt complex that I carried through a lot of my adulthood.
I would feel guilty over the smallest things.
But eventually I got enough therapy to get through that complex.
To fail at keeping everyone around me happy
Not meeting family expectations.
If what I’m wearing makes another woman “feel bad about herself”, I hate all the be less or shrink to coddle other peoples insecurities shit
Saying, “No.”
For putting my mental health first. I took stress leave from work for the first time in 20 years and it was the best thing I ever did. I spent so long feeling bad for “not being sick enough” to take a break, but the burn out was hitting so hard, I was starting to get physical symptoms.
Not taking work/grading home. I’m a teacher, which means I’m pretty immersed in the martyr/constant work culture. But I haven’t managed to make myself grade anything while not in the classroom since I was student teaching. The last time I brought anything home to grade was a huge stack of essays the “week” that we had off at the start of COVID. And I didn’t grade them the entire year that I was out of the classroom.
Used to feel bad about it, knowing that lots of other teachers got so much more work and planning done at home, but now I’ve just accepted that it’s not going to happen for me. Sometimes I stay extra time in my classroom to get things planned/graded/whatever, and sometimes I just let lower-priorities fall by the wayside.
Setting and maintaining my personal boundaries