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The importance of being selfish

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I’ve been considering writing a post which is a bit more personal for a while, but I wasn’t sure what to talk about. As a health and fitness blogger I assume that everyone is vaguely interested in my food pictures and workout schedule, but who is really bothered about my personal life, or my thoughts in general?

Be that as it may, I am typing up this up even if its just some sort of therapy for myself. I wanted to talk about the importance of being selfish, and how I have slowly learned to do this in my own life over the past two or three years. I came out of university to a great management job and I worked long hours, I was a ‘people-pleaser’ and moved up in rank because I always aimed to impress the boss. I thought it was pretty easy and I often wondered why everyone didn’t see the simple equation of work hard, do what the boss wants and get rewarded. Over time this got harder, especially when the recession hit and targets became more unattainable and customers stopped spending money in my industry. I moved onto work with other companies and continued to climb from the bottom of the pile up to the top controlling multiple departments and doing three people’s jobs simultaneously. It was a wonderful step up in my career and it absolutely came from saying “Yes, I’ll do that” at every opportunity.

The problem with saying yes all the time is that after a while, it becomes almost impossible to say anything else.On one hand I became the positive leader that I had always hoped I would; I genuinely motivated my staff to work hard, be happy and get results. On the other hand I constantly juggled the wants of my overworked employees, several bosses, interfering department heads and customers, all of whom had different expectations and priorities which I had to try and meet somehow without disappointing anyone. Everyone goes through stressful times at work, but I look back now and realise that I was unable to say no to anyone. I was always taught to have a ‘can do’ attitude, in fact I think I even have it written on my CV as a skill! Without making this into a negative post, you get the gist of the situation – I was very busy, and basically spinning plates for a living.

I took some time off. I have a different job now and I am hoping to change career to work in the fitness industry. I’m sure many fitness instructors and personal trainers will be reading this shaking their heads and saying that I still need a ‘can do’ attitude to get anywhere fast. I guess my realization is that I will still get there – wherever that is – but there is no rush. I don’t need to be better than everyone else, clocking in early, working from home, picking up every extra shift or training opportunity that comes along. If I can find the time to do a little extra then I absolutely will, but not if it affects my sanity or the chance to spend time with the people that matter. The people who have helped me regain my confidence after shying away from life for a while deserve to see me at my best from now on and I’m still learning how to do that.

People will ask me to do things and if I’m not comfortable doing it I will say no. Sometimes I will explain myself, sometimes they will know me well enough to understand, and sometimes I just don’t feel I need to give a reason. I’m in a position where I need to feel calm, relaxed and in control of a situation to stay healthy and if saying no will make that happen that’s what I have to do. I’m not saying its easy, but it does come with a sense of relief and freedom which can feel very positive. I know that we have to do things that scare us to learn in life, and I still continue to do that. I did my Level 2 Gym Instructor training even though I knew it would be challenging in many different ways and I went on holiday to Cannes and put myself in stressful situations which I couldn’t have done 6 months ago. I pick and choose my battles now and at the moment I only do scary things which have the potential to have an amazing outcome.

If you’re struggling to fit in time to relax, see family or even just get a good night’s sleep then I urge you to try and be selfish sometimes. Explain this to your close friends and family, and warn them that you might have to cancel plans or don’t answer your phone after a certain time at night. Tell your workmates that you can’t help out right now but that you’ll be back on track and ready to muck in soon. No one expects you to be indestructible, and they’re all too busy with there own stuff to notice if you’re snowed under. They just assume that when you can’t do anymore you’ll say ‘too much’ and slow down. So be you’re own stop sign and be selfish.

Our time at Cannes Film Festival

Our time at Cannes Film Festival

10365198_10154158736670338_1675740539_oI couldn’t resist sharing some of my Cannes experiences with you all. It all happened last minute thanks to the film below which Life Up! made for the 48 Hour Film Project, but my boyfriend and I simply couldn’t pass up this once in a lifetime opportunity to get passes for the festival.

10364508_10154158709265338_1456730243_o 10358611_10154158731770338_1582908512_o 10388694_10154158732840338_110009141_oWe wandered around for the first day in awe of everything we saw. There were hundreds of stands promoting what must have been thousand of feature films, from every genre and country you could think of. Covering three floors of a building and about a mile of coastline, the tents and portakabins brimmed with tired but still eager film makers, producers, writers and actors from every corner of the world. We made our way onto the beach and observed the festival from a distance which looked like a bustling village within the city.

10381010_10154156999310338_1145928634_o 10412365_10154177652675338_1799085524_o 10364568_10154158695855338_259444147_oWe ate out twice a day, as our accommodation was 20 minutes away by train and the food in Cannes was cheap and easily accessible. I imagines long queues and terrible fast food as the city struggled to cope with the 40,000 people who descend everyday. Little did I know the French have been thriving in this festival for 60 odd years and have seemingly unlimited resources when it comes to delivering fresh local produce in beautiful restaurants. We always found the service to be friendly and fast, and of course the food itself was to die for. I was all over the croissants, goats cheese salads and fresh bread. The cheapest thing to get was pizza which was always thin, crispy and less than 10 Euros.

10381205_10154158730565338_154035118_o 10411808_10151996345366652_8217169384142707148_n 10365922_10151996345026652_7627331832116238141_n 10392540_10151993483581652_6881645372733105165_nObviously the dress code for the red carpet was strictly black tie, but day to day most people were rocking their own version of Riviera chic. I floated about comfortably in a black maxi dress or skirt, with two blazers on rotation to make it a little smarter and cover my shoulders from the sun. Add sunglasses and some people double take thinking you might be a celebrity! On the last day, my wonderful boyfriend Joe asked me to marry him and I said yes. What a magical way to end the trip of a lifetime. I celebrated by finally getting one toe on the red carpet and with some champers on the flight home courtesy of some lovely fellow passengers.

Best holiday ever!