Learning How To Be Nice To Myself

It’s not as easy as it sounds

Last session, my therapist told me to be nice to myself. But before I could clarify what exactly that meant, it was time to “release our shared space for the moment.”

My first guess was that being nice could conceivably mean a carte blanche trip to Donut Dip.

After I regained consciousness, I tried buying myself a little something nice and ordered a case of freeze-dried emergency rations to tuck away in a closet, just in case.

I even tried putting those cucumber things on my eyes and relaxing with a good book.

I realized that I didn’t have any idea how to be nice to myself. Nonetheless, I blindly took one last wild swing at it with a Costco 3-pack of whipped cream.