Today was one of those days, and it seems to be a common thread amongst my friends and family. Bad news, depressing news, rejections, dreams being knocked off course by turbulence that no one can control.
This is one of those days.
So what do we do? Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and chin up and all that?
Nah. Fuck that. We get angry. Depressed. Throw stuff. Cry.
Emotions are a part of dealing with pain. They squeeze the pain out of us like wringing a sponge, and it hurts, and it sucks, but it gets it out and over with. Because once the pain of disappointment and anger goes away and is out of our system, we're able to focus on the next steps.
Don't fight the emotions. Punch a pillow. Scream outside. Take to the treadmill like you're stomping on someone's face.
You know the rules: no killing, no torture, no self-harm. None of that helps anyway. But recognizing the emotions, and being ok with the tears, that does.
Then, when the mind is clear and the soul can connect again, we can pray, meditate, think on our situation, and accept whatever curve ball has just been thrown at us, and get to the next chapter.
Remember, if life is a book, we're the main characters. And as any writer knows, what do you do to your hero to make their adventure more exciting? You switch it up on them. Throw in road block after road block and watch your hero persevere.
There's no reason why we can't do the same.
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