Each summer I pick a project. A few years ago mine was to develop my self-esteem. According to David Burns, that should only take ten days. But nine months later, I’m still not there.
From June to August last year, this was the routine: load up the double stroller with any floatable object in our house (wings, inner-tubes, noodles, life vests), drag them (and two sinkable kids) to the pool, score some beach towels from the lost and found, and plant ourselves under one of the few coveted umbrellas.
As soon as we hit the snack bar and caught up on the daily gossip from Mr. Snow Cone, I pulled out Burns’ book, Ten Days to Self-Esteem, which is about the size of a floating raft, the word “self-esteem” taller than a fruit freeze pop. But the woman under the next umbrella was reading ADD and ADHD for Dummies, so I didn’t feel so bad.
My mind wandered back to my first session with my therapist, almost two years ago. “Why are you here?” my therapist asked me.
“Because I feel like a Krispy Kreme doughnut,” I replied. “I have no center.”
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I’m shocked that i’m the first to comment, really good article, I’m not just doing this to raise your self esteem, but it’s witty and quality writing. I think self esteem can have such a big effect on our lives, I myself took a mindfulness course, which I found helped, thank you for this article, and I hope you continue to feel better about yourself