Hot Mess

I am a hot mess. There I said it. Out loud for all to hear (or at least see as it appears I’m typing, not speaking). I used to really hate this about myself but what I have come to realize is that it is truly part of charm. Its a part of who I am. Sometimes, its a fun side. Other times, its not.

I threw a fit last night. A fit like your toddler throws when you do something ridiculous like tell them they can’t have candy for breakfast. Meanie. That absolutely ridiculous response you received from them…I did that last night. To someone I really care about too. To say that I was embarrassed is an understatement. I COMPLETELY overreacted to something that wasn’t a big deal at all. I’m still totally embarrassed about it because I’m really hard on myself but I did learn a few things.

1.  I’m human. Sometimes days are hard. Sometimes a lot of tiny things add up to what seems like a colossal issue. In all reality, and in the right perspective, nothing that happened to me yesterday warranted even a slight response from me. 
   
2. I’m a hot mess when I am tired. Like, really hard to deal with. I get cranky and touchy and you can’t say anything right. When I don’t take the time to get the proper  rest, I react badly to harmless situations.
3. It’s okay that I’m imperfect. It’s okay that I threw a fit. I wish I hadn’t, but I did. That’s reality. The other reality is that its okay. Don’t dwell on it. Pick your pride up off the floor and move forward.

The next time you beat yourself up for the way you react to a situation, instead of getting mad at yourself, stop and consider what you can learn. Why did you respond that way? What can you do next time to stop yourself from reacting that way? Are you taking care of yourself? If not, why not. 

My friends, love yourself. Embrace every little part of who you are. You are a beautiful, hot mess. The more you love yourself, the more permission you give others to love your beautiful self as well. Much love sweet people.