I’ve been wanting to do a post about some of my favorite books for a while, but have always felt like I had other more pressing things to write about. Well, no more of that. I’m finally taking the time to share some of the books that changed my life in the last year.
The books I list below are all various types of nonfiction, ranging from self-help to rape culture. Each one is incredibly different, but all influenced me in very meaningful ways. The reviews include quick synopsis’s about the books, but I’m also sharing how the books impacted me on this current self-love and “own my own shit” journey.
These books motivated me to change for the better, and the impacts they had on me? That’s what I remember more than the actual books themselves.
One of the things that I like about traveling alone is the ample time for self-reflection. With that much alone time, self-realizations come in waves, and my recent trip to Italy made me re-think a few things about myself in relation to extroversion, introversion, and loneliness.
For my birthday last weekend, I pledged to myself that I’d do absolutely nothing all weekend in order to rest up, practice some self-care, and relax before three consecutive weeks of traveling.
It’s something I’ve always wanted to do for my birthday—sleep in until 10 am all weekend, eat a whole box of chocolates, drink champagne while reading some nonfiction, lounge on the deck, and order takeout while never changing out of my pajamas.
If you haven’t noticed by now, I do a lot of self-love/self-care/happiness experiments on myself.
There are so many resources and ideas out there—I have a hard time just picking one thing to try.
One such experiment, for lack of a better term, is dialectical behavioral therapy (DBT) that addresses the reasonable, emotional, and wise mind.
I’m weirdly vague with my resolutions this year.
I usually have specific goals, like do a Whole 30 (or 60), run a marathon, lose 27.8 pounds before my birthday, and read 52 books. This year feels different though, as I continue on my journey to treat myself with “loving kindness.”
I want to make goals, but at the same time I don’t want to make goals that don’t address the real changes I need to make.