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Born and raised in Brooklyn, NY, Christina Sledge is an author, filmmaker, and entertaining expert whose work focuses on diverse stories that highlight relationships and unique perspectives. She’s been married for over 23 years and is the mother of two fantastic daughters.

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  1. Reading your concept of saving some time for yourself makes me want to cry because I’m great at giving everyone advise, but horrible at taking my own. I’m so busy being everything for everyone else, even relaxing things like getting my hair, nails, lashes, etc. should be fun; that’s even work. I don’t do that for me; I realize I do it because that’s what others expect out of me. I’m about to turn 50 years old and I’ve spent my entire life taking care of others and now I’m in a position that the people I took care of have passed away and now I’m alone and I’m by myself. My children are adults and have moved on and are in another state, and I’m a loner and don’t know very many people where I live with the exception of my husband and 2 dogs. I work for my church and find my work fulfilling, but I still don’t know what to do with myself with time being the most precious gift a person can ever have I don’t know what to do with mine.

    I’ve lived a very interesting and unique life and have jokingly stated I wanted to write a book because I know I would have a best seller on my hands. The life God has given me thus far is a remarkable one and unbelievable one too. I wouldn’t know where to start because I can barely remember being a child. That’s how long I’ve been taking care of others, and I haven’t been on this earth that long. I know I haven’t been meant to be here to endure all the days of my life, but more days than many it feels like it. I also know my sin isn’t as my son puts it “Mama you just love, love” what’s the harm in that? Maybe everyone isn’t worthy of what I have to offer, but everyone is deserving of a chance. Everyone is capable of the capacity to change and I really believe that; if that person really wants to they can. I try to be that positive energy and light for others, but how do I recharge to keep speaking life into others when I don’t have an outlet? I’ve never been taught how to receive or I wasn’t innately born into an environment that laid out the “Dummies Book of Life”. Although I was brought up amongst two of the strongest black women, my mother and grandmother who guided me until I had to lead the way. This to shall pass, as they did and I will figure it out. The article was great and made room for me to think even harder how to get it right.

    • Erica, I had tears in my eyes reading your comment. That’s exactly why I wrote this article. I know so many ladies in my circle that do all the things for everyone but, themselves. It’s the small things that we need to do for ourselves that are so crucial. You are a beautiful and kind soul and deserve to take care of yourself. Thank you so much for commenting and sharing. ❤️

  2. Thank you! I struggle with saying no & sometimes think of my time at 11:00 p.m.! You have written what has often come to my mind, but I ignore it. This gives me that inspiration I need. God’s blessings!

  3. I realized my happy go lucky personality has gradually diminished due to my lack of saving time for myself. Thank you for the quick but effective practical ways to prevent burnout and be okay with outsourcing. I have been trying to “prove” I can do it all when I am not and that’s okay. Yall have just went another level into being my sista!! Thank you immensely.

    • Kendrea, thank you for your comments. It is easy to burn out trying to do everything. I would get so frustrated that I could not complete the errands after a busy day or on the weekends and said, why not use some task apps and save time? It helps me multi-task. While in a meeting, I can order the groceries and check them off my list. I also had to be ok with relinquishing control. I had to be ok with someone else picking out my produce. LOL. It gave me time back, and I was less stressed.

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