Pity Parties

I had a pity party last night.

After being positive and silver lining it and looking for the good.

I just couldn’t anymore.

I had to acknowledge the suck.

No, no one is sick.

No, none of my family are on the front lines.

We actually have it pretty good.

But there are some things that still suck.

I felt frustrated, annoyed and just generally disappointed.

So, I had a pity party.

It felt so good and so necessary.

Here is what it looked like:

*Me complaining to my husband for 30 minutes straight.

*A few tears.

*A lot of irrational thoughts.

And then. That was it. Then, I decided that was over.

Now, I feel so much better having processed through my emotions. For letting it OUT. I felt so good after voicing and crying and stomping.

It was so necessary.

IT MOVED ME FORWARD. IT DID NOT KEEP ME STUCK.

This is the most important part.

I am all for the PRODUCTIVE pity party. I am NOT for the indulgent pity party that lasts for days and has us eating and drinking alllll (or whatever you like to do to escape) of the things.

Really only you know the difference.

Rules of a productive pity party:

• Allow yourself a certain “appropriate” amount of time, again only you will know

• Practice FEELING your feelings, name THAT emotion

• Practice NOT reacting to your feelings (ie eating them, yelling at your kids, stuffing them down, over-amazoning) --again try FEELING them, breathing and mantra-ing usually helps, but it is a PRACTICE

• Practice being the nicest you have ever been to yourself ever ever ever

Try it. Let me know how it goes!

PS you have to listen to a podcast I was just on! My friend Lizzie and I had sooo much fun! Listen here. We talk all things weight loss and postpartum as she, yep you guessed it, is The Postpartum Coach!

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