Acceptance vs. wallowing

[cjsmith]

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??

Comments

[aelfie.livejournal.com]

Nude is fine. I like nude. But just, speedos. Bleh. It always strikes me that guys who wear them are just trying to compensate for something. Either take the damn thing off or wear something that looks like boxers.

Although I haven't seen the flick yet, he's hot.

[airporter.livejournal.com]

In the opening sequence, he's in a speedo, and the scene was very well done for all that it turns the tables on a Bond tradition.

Now the torture scene...it's brief, briefless, and very hot, both for what it does and doesn't show.

I did say I was shallow.