I had a really tough day in therapy today, but one of the things I realized is that every single non-corp entity I’ve ever worried about making proud has assured me they’re proud of me just for being me. And that is an incredibly powerful sentiment.
I’m so used to “making you proud” consisting of doing things, finishing projects, having something to show. But just surviving and being myself makes the entities I care so much about proud of me. It’s such a radical shift in thinking, but it also feels very, very poignant after today’s session.
Pride doesn’t come from things and surface accomplishments. It comes from being true to yourself and doing things that scare you and being vulnerable and recognizing your own worth. It’s hard, and so opposite the morals of this society in which we live.
But it’s okay to be proud of ourselves for the little things. And it’s a lovely shock to realize people are proud of you for being and not just doing.