I don’t take compliments well and I don’t know why.

At work, I try my best to be kind, helpful and supportive to my friends and coworkers. I think most people do. Of course, I have my off days where I might come off a little rough around the edges, but overall I’m easy to get along with.

Yesterday, I was stopped by a couple of ladies that I occasionally work around. They stopped at my desk just to tell me how grateful they are that I am always so kind, and that they appreciate me very much.

It was one of the nicest moments I’ve ever had at work — likely in my entire time at this particular job.

And I felt uncomfortable.

I wasn’t upset, the comments didn’t bother me exactly. It was the idea of being complimented that didn’t sit well. I don’t know why it is. I recognize these words resulted from my intentional actions, and my drive to be an approachable friend and coworker. Yet some deep part of me wouldn’t accept that this was the case.

This strange mental block is unwilling to let me take pleasure in the kind words of others, even when they are truly deserved.

This is something I need to ponder — something I need to break down and work on.