It’s Just a Bad Day, Not a Bad Life

Oh yeah.  You know that feeling.  From the moment you opened your eyes, absolutely nothing went the way you needed and/or expected it to.  Your coffee spilled all over your car seat.  Your laptop died, and you don’t have the chord to charge it.  You took the wrong exit, causing you to roll into work 30 minutes late.  Each person you interact with says just the right thing to set you off.  Each assignment you had to undertake may as well have burst into flames with how well you completed it.  This was me on Friday.  It caused me to be so down on myself, lost all patience with everyone I interacted with, caused me to see nothing but the negative.  On top of it all, I couldn’t get away from all the awful executive orders Trump decided to sign.  It scared and angered me so badly that I actually got sick.  But that’s beside the point.  I have news for you.

IT’S JUST A BAD DAY, NOT A BAD LIFE.

It’s the same concept as with maintaining a healthy, balanced diet: occasional cake doesn’t ruin your health or physique.  Therefore, a shitty day doesn’t ruin your whole life.  Yeah, if you’re in that position right now, you probably are rolling your eyes at my positivity (at least that’s what I used to do).  You’re thinking of telling me to piss of, there is no way.  I’m relapsing.  It’s over.  But that’s not true.  You can use it to make you stronger.

“Fight it.  Take the pain.  Ignite it.”

 

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“Tie a noose around your mind, loose enough to breathe fine and tie it to a tree.  Tell it, ‘You belong to me.’ This ain’t a noose this is a leash, and I have news for you: you must obey me”  ~ Twenty One Pilots

Think about it.  There are 365 days in a year.  Let’s say you experience a real shit day about 25% of the time, an uneventful day 25% of the time.  That leaves 50% of the days to be enjoyable and rewarding.  Are you willing to throw away that beautiful 50% on just one of the crushing 25% days?  I’m not.  And I won’t let you, either.  Whether it takes hours of meditation, nonstop music, 4 batches of baking, a 15 mile run, I believe you have the inner strength to become bigger than this day.  Or this week.  Or this month. Or the next 4 years (not that I’m referencing a specific presidency or anything).  No matter how long it takes, there WILL be an end.  You may think it’s not there, but maybe that’s because you aren’t looking in the right direction yet.  That’s why you have the rest of us.  You won’t ever have to fight this alone.

 

 

I love you, dear friends.  Be strong and be brave.  This won’t be forever.

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