Sometimes, there are days when everything seems to go perfectly, and yet I feel dreadful (mentally). And then there are, on the other end of the spectrum, days when things continuously seem to be going wrong, one thing after the next, and yet I feel, somehow, totally okay (and sometimes even quite good). Today was one of the latter type of days.
Thing after thing went wrong and went ways I utterly disliked, and I was even borderline crying over some of them (for various valid and ridiculous reasons). I actually did cry at least a couple times today. And, somehow, everything worked out such that I’m feeling quite well right now, as I prep for bed at 8:16pm. I am exhausted. And I’m doing okay anyway.
One thing I noticed throughout the day, was how I kept honest and open with myself about my frustrations, and I talked through them each time they arose. ‘This is what I have (this situation). Now, what can I do with it?” Sure, I occasionally had the angry and unkind words in response to this inquiry, but I always was able to let them go, and to find an actual remedy to whatever the situation, be it a mental attitude switch or an actual exchange in something regarding my at-the-time circumstances.
So, I am here, freezing my feet and extremities off, wondering if I’ll be able even to function tomorrow after the near-constant beating I received today from my second day ever (first day was about ten years ago) snowboarding. And I’m okay.
Yeah. I’m okay. 🙂