I've spent the last few days curled up in bed convinced that, what I originally thought was a cold, was actually terminal. I have been miserable! I hate it when I feel so bad that I can't get anything done. I haven't been able to think, I certainly haven't been creative, all I've wanted to do was stay under the covers and concentrate on not dying. That's a bit hyperbolic, I know, but I'm still sick so don't mess with me.
I think the tendency to blow things out of proportion is pretty instinctive. If it's affecting me in a negative way, then it most be the most horrible thing in the world. We forget, like bad colds, most problems have a way of passing with time. I'm sure if you ask me how my February was at the end of the year, I won't recall that I was under the weather. I'm a drama queen in the moment and forget it as soon as it's done.
What's affecting you negatively today? How much time are you investing whining and complaining and worrying about something that will be over before you know it? Maybe you got something big on your plate that's worth a few tears. But most of us are overwhelmed by things that are trivial. I don't want to be overwhelmed anymore. Whelmed is good enough for me.
So I'm gonna stop whining, accept that I have to wait this sucker out, and concentrate on getting better. Seems like that's good advice no matter what the problem might be. Now...I'm going back to bed.
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