Why do I think when I listen to my body and try to treat myself kindly I’m failing? Today I really wanted to accomplish 2 things: grocery shopping and grading. I got the first done and also got a Windows virtual machine set up. The VM required no physical energy beyond mousing (which is not fun in a hard splint), but a lot of mental energy (basically venting my frustrations with the stupidity of Windows). I did my grocery shopping for the first time in weeks. When I got home, I was exhausted and the muscles in my neck and back were burning. All I could do was go to bed and cry. Needless to say, grading didn’t get done. Nor did the stupid phone calls to students.
Yet I sit here mentally belittling myself for being so lazy and sleeping all afternoon. It’s like I don’t deserve to be kind to myself.