Living with SMA Sometimes Means Recognizing Your Own Brokenness
Happy Tuesday, everyone! My latest column went up yesterday, which is a little more philosophical than usual, maybe because I have time to reflect now that I’m off school. I was thinking about some of the standards I have for myself and how illogical they are. We’re generally harder on ourselves than we are on other people but, in my experience, SMA only heightens my desire for perfection. I don’t like to admit defeat. People in my life are allowed to struggle, and of course, I’m more than happy to support them, but when it comes to my own issues, I’m far less understanding.
I’m sure a lot of this has to do with my training. I spend a significant amount of time thinking about mental health, and specifically how mental illness intersects with disability. I probably overthink things, if I’m being honest. But I like examining my own behavior! I’m always trying to “get better,” especially if it means I’ll be a little kinder to myself.
Is this something you can relate to?