Disclaimer: I am not a mental health professional. Do not take mental health advice from me. I am the wrong bloody person to hand out advice. I’m just talking about my own experiences.
Self care is important. Knowing your mind and body and knowing when something isn’t right is crucial. Self indulgence can be important as well. Or it can be a detriment. All things in moderation…
Yesterday evening, I experienced a good example. I was experiencing a fair bit of anxiety. Maybe a 7 on a 1-10 scale. Not mind shattering. But I definitely wasn’t feeling at one with the world. Most days my “cosmic background anxiety” level hovers around a 2 or 3. It is kind of funny, but if I don’t feel anxious… That makes me anxious.
Then my chair decided to give up the ghost. It was an older chair. It had seen plenty of ass hours. It was a good chair. But not anymore. It didn’t “break” per se. It just was very uncomfortable to sit in. More than about an hour became painful. Not a good situation for someone who spends their time almost exclusively in front of their computer.
In theory, I could have just ordered a new chair from Amazon or other online retail outlet. But that would involve 2 problems. Waiting for shipping. And rolling the dice on whether the chair was right for me.
Long story short, I went chair shopping despite already being at a heightened state of anxiety.
But I’m getting way afield here. This post isn’t supposed to be about chairs. It is supposed to be some deep thought shit about life, the universe, and everything.
The way I look at it is this: Going chair shopping was self care. Allowing my anxiety to keep me home and in a painful situation would have been self indulgence.
Often times in life, we’re faced with similar decisions. One is easier, but has a less desirable long term outcome. The other takes some short term difficulty, but in the end is an overall better choice.
How often do you chose the harder choice? How often do you take the easy route, only for it to be more painful in the long run?