I believe in being selfish.


I believe in the beauty of being selfish. It is a necessity to take time to go get a manicure and get my hair done. It’s equally important to update and add a pair of shoes to my collection. If I am tired, time for an afternoon nap. It is completely necessary to have days reserved to do whatever I want to do, regardless of others input. I have no issues with doing for myself. There is always time for time to be all about me, myself, and I.

With that being said, turns out I have not always been so in-touch with my inner selfishness. All my life I have been known as the busy-body, the girl that does everything, the girl that you can go to for help, and I’m by no means ashamed or unhappy with my lifestyle. I am a firm believer that learning and experiencing new things is what life is all about. Therefore, I find it a must to do and experience all that I can. While this all holds true, this life style often causes me to lose my sanity.

I began to realize my addiction to being involved my senior year in high school. The list of my involvements at graduation actually required me to stop and pause awkwardly in the middle of the stage before continuing to my diploma. I also planned the ceremony, lead the rehearsal, and gave two speeches being president of our class and Valedictorian. The amount of extra-curricular activities I was involved in turned my high school lunch period into a daily time to master the skill of multitasking, and my family time non-existent Monday-Friday. By my senior year I felt that I had lost all connection with myself through constantly doing and upholding various roles.

Then I, the busybody, came to college and the trend continued. History repeated itself, but only at a much larger scale with so many more opportunities and resources at my fingertips. While giving back and doing what I believe in is one of the most rewarding parts of my life, it also is a leading cause of chaos and stress.

Through years of trial and error, in my final year of my college career, I have finally learned that time for myself is a must in order to function properly. It’s easy to get caught up in the to-do list in my head and sign myself up for everything and anything with not a spare minute to stop and smell the flowers. But turns out going full throttle at all times, eventually you run out of fuel. Burnout is a serious issue.

I cannot take care of others or be successful if my own personal needs aren’t met. If I am stressed and irritable that negative energy rubs of on whomever I am around and causes a chain of turmoil. My family, my future marriage, and my friends deserve quality time. As an educator, my future students deserve a stable positive role model. After all I do, I deserve time for myself. Whether it’s a day at the spa, a walk, or a movie night with my fiancé, I thrive on the time to recharge. While there is a world all around me that deserves time and attention, my personal life also requires attention.

Stated in simple terms, in order to be effective, I need to take care of myself. I believe in being selfish. While it took me years of chaos, tears, and hours of lost sleep, I finally have found an appreciation for selfishness, without guilt or a feeling of unproductivity. If my performance and quality of life can significantly improve through reserving time to do for myself, sign me up. I would recommend adding yourself to the selfish list every once in awhile; the results just may surprise you.