I had a lady and great example in my life once tell me this story:
"One day my friend brought me flowers. I didn't know why but was of course grateful. When I asked her why, she said 'I'm having a bad day, and would love to have someone bring me flowers. So I figured someone else might be wishing the same thing.' "
I can't give you all flowers, or hugs, or even a "hello, how are you". But I can share this:
"If for a while, the harder you try, the harder it gets, take heart. So it has been with the best people who have ever lived."
-Jeffery R Holland
This was shared with me here first, from anon, in a comment a few months ago when I was experiencing similar blues. And it was better than flowers.
I'm not the best with words and should probably leave it to the pros but I can't help but try to make sense of my confused energy: I want to be better in so many ways and when I fall short I immediately become confused. But the real confusion was in my original goal: why do I feel the need to be perfect? Why can't good be good enough? And why are we always harder on ourselves than anyone else?
we should be nice to ourselves.
yes, that is my advice to you this wednesday evening: be nice to yourself.