Not long ago we had company for a week. Company that we love having and wouldn’t want to push away. But I work from home. And I tend to work in more locations than just the office with the desk. I have a lounger section of our couch and the kitchen counter that I work from. Working on a laptop makes it easy to have a spare charging cord for mobility and moving wherever I feel.
But, when we had company, I felt like I was stuck in the office. It came to a point that I had to make a decision: let my feelings make me feel like a prisoner because I thought it would be rude to work where I’m the most comfortable, or do what my body needed and find a middle ground.
You see, it isn’t as easy as just hanging out together doing our own thing, the company requires the TV on all day, louder than I prefer. I can’t work with TV all day. I felt like I would be rude if I told the company that they had to turn the TV off or down to accompany me. I felt like I would be an asshole to this person. Some people would tell me that I am rude for just writing about this situation or that I’m being selfish or nitpicky about the situation.
But I really needed my spot on the couch. It was the days before my period and my back was tired. It needed different support than my office chair, I probably could have even laid down some. I physically couldn’t stay in the office without getting more and more uncomfortable.
So, I had to choose, give in to my fear or do what I needed for me.
I chose to try to find a middle ground. I get up and start working much earlier that the company gets up for the day, so I definitely worked on my couch then. As different calls came up I worked with the company to make sure we both got what we needed.
Yes, I felt like a major asshole, but this is my house and I have a right to take care of myself. I have always feared doing something for me over inconveniencing someone else. I ALWAYS put myself out so I wouldn’t cause any issues for anybody else. Fear was running my life in these situations. I deserve to be cared for by myself. Nobody will care for me more than I care for myself and nobody should. Nobody will give me permission to care for myself, I have to give myself that permission.
I am slowing learning to work through my fears and overcome them, especially when it comes to inconveniencing or putting out other people. I 100 percent deserve the same care and respect I give them before I give it to someone else. I am slowing learning to respect for and care for myself first. By caring for myself first, I can give more.
Let that sit with you for a minute. The more I care for myself first, the more I can give. Does that sound backwards to you? It did to me the first time I heard it. Now that I’ve worked on it and started putting myself first, I find it to be so true.
You have to fill your cup before you can fill anybody else’s cup. You can’t give from an empty cup. You can’t give from a tired, worn out self.
You do you and you do you first.