But when I miss my goals I tell my self it’s alright cause I have tomorrow but having tomorrow doesn’t mean to keep missing it having tomorrow is another chance
If I can do the goal I will but if I can’t ITS OK
Implement that answer and promise myself that I can do it tomorrow.
So in essence, I don’t treat these days at all at the time. I’ve completely ignored myself and my goals and it’s as though they never existed.
It is only in the anxiety filled melancholy before another night of not enough sleep, that I recall my missed goals and torture myself over them rather than forgive myself and promise myself I will care for me, tomorrow.
I want to move forward and give myself more kindness.
Short answer, I don’t. I forget them until it’s too late to forgive myself for forgetting them to begin with.