Reading all these posts about families - and living through my own family shiRt lately - made me think about how sad it is that we are so programmed by the bs they feed us about ourselves. Try this: think about yourself.
How much of what you think about yourself have you gotten from other people? (My father used to tell me I was lazy, so I always thought I was.) Then look at yourself as if you were someone else, like a friend or acquaintance - maybe someone you met on a chicken website - and ask yourself if you would have the same judgment of them that you have of yourself. (Would I look at the things I do and if someone else, say Donna or Rosie or Carol, did those things, would I consider them lazy?) See what I mean? We're so hard on ourselves based on what others have told us about ourselves.
Take a piece of paper and draw an outline of a person - like a gingerbread man or something. Then start at the feet and only fill it in with things YOU believe about yourself, not what you got from someone else's judgment. The first time I tried this, I only got as far as the knees.
I think I'll try it again and see how far I can get!
Either that or just go outside and watch your chickens for a little while. You'll feel better...