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Tuesday, July 10th, 2007 05:58 pm
Sometimes I'm very unhappy about something and I know there's not a darn thing I can do about it except come to some kind of acceptance. (People who have never had a problem outside your power to solve, stop reading now; save your innocence.)

I don't know how to accept something I loathe except to face it over and over and over. Otherwise, I go into denial, not useful long-term. So I keep repeating the unpleasant truth to myself until it doesn't hurt any more. I analyze. I try to find loopholes. I want to know just where the boundaries are. I want to know how bad it is, and I want to face that.

I wallow in it. If I don't, I keep getting unpleasantly surprised when it slaps me in the face.

So far there are not many things in my life that are bad enough that this technique doesn't work. But there are a couple... and it isn't working... and it's been years.

I am quite tired of being unhappy about this crap. If wallowing isn't going to work I can sure be happier day-to-day if I ditch it. Any other techniques??
Wednesday, July 11th, 2007 04:51 am (UTC)
It sounds stupid but once someone told me to give away something to God and I said what do you do if a person doesn't believe or isn't sure? And he said give it to the universe if you have to, but realize that once you have no control over it then it's easier to let it be.

So my squirrels thing sounds dumb but that's what I am doing. Plus the squirrels don't make me go to church on Sundays.

I'm really not being flippant. It's just how I am. There is just too much shit out there for me to be affected by stuff for a long period of time. Not saying I don't flip out about stuff once in awhile and have my moments because I do. I promise. I'm a little nutbag in my own right. But I suppose I just vent and get it out and that seems to work for me.

And then I pet a cat. Because they purr and they don't give a shit about anything. Except where the food comes from. That's the only thing they care about, being nice to us til we feed them. When it gets too rough pet a cat. And when it gets really rought put a bit of tape on their little heads and watch them go batshit. Not very nice, but very giggly.

*hugs*

You can smack me around if I am being annoying.