I should have run tonight.
I shouldn’t have ate such a big dinner.
I shouldn’t have yelled so much today.
I should have been more present for my friend when I saw her.
I should have been more empathetic and less distracted.
I should have not been so quick to frustrate.
I should have played that game he asked.
I should have read that book when I saw her holding it.
I should have taken my time.
I should have slowed down.
I should have been more patient.
I should have worked with them.
I should be able to keep this house cleaner.
I should have done all the laundry over the weekend.
I shouldn’t have bought that.
I don’t do enough.
I spend too much.
I should put my phone down more.
I should dedicate more time to my writing.
I should be able to stay more organized.
I should try to look a little more put-together.
I should forgo that $5 store-bought coffee.
I shouldn’t pour that glass of wine.
I should pray more.
I should play more.
I should give more.
I should be more.
What if all I should do is remember that
all that I am and all that I’m not,
and that I do and all that I don’t,
makes me exactly who I was put on this Earth to be.
I’m imperfect as hell, but living as anyone other than who I am, well, that would be the real hell.
Always remember to love yourself as quickly and as fervently as you’re willing to criticize yourself.