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September 28, 2006
Don't Feed The Monster
Sometimes you need a place to yell, Grrrrrr!!!
I am so frustrated, and I want to say why and I can't.
Over the recent months, I've been working on this new philosophy on dealing with the frustrations in my life. I realized I had gotten to a point where I focused on what was bugging me too much. I mulled over the irritations and discomforts of life, and it made them worse. So, once I realized this, I consciously made the effort to let things go when they bothered me. Shake it off. Not think about it anymore. It works pretty good with most things, especially the small ones. It's quite liberating to shrug your shoulders and say, "eh, whatever." Water on a duck, my friend.
The potential problem though, is that I run the risk of not dealing with things that actually need resolution. I am simply ignoring them or pretending they don't exist. I'm not so sure how that's working out for me. I've got one particular issue that keeps getting under my skin, and I wonder if it means this is something I really need to sit down and address and be done with it.
-sigh-
And I can't talk about it here. It would only exacerbate the problem.
I'm also afraid that by talking about it, I'll fall back into that old habit of overthinking a problem, making it bigger and "badder" with more of my attention. Know what I'm saying? I don't want to feed that monster if it means he gets bigger.
At the same time, I know myself. I need an outlet for this one-- it's almost like the writer's itch, it will eat at me until I exorcise it.
Thus, the "GRrrrrrr!!!!!"
Actually, I do feel better after bringing it up here, despite the vagueness. Okay. Good. Progress. Now I think I'll follow up with some therapeutic, homemade chocolate chip oatmeal cookies.
Doctor's orders, of course.
(I don't have to feed the monster. But I should probably feed myself, right? Yeah. I mean, I'm only thinking of the baby. I have to keep my strength up and all.)
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If'n you decide you want somebody to talk to, you know my number.
But I don't think I can compete with homemade cookies...
Posted by: Steek at September 28, 2006 2:59 PM
Chocolate chip cookies can cure anything. Especially if it's 'unborn cookies'. Cookie dough is the stuff dreams are made of.
Posted by: Momma Hagrid at September 28, 2006 3:51 PM
Write it on your blogger, but don't post it, save it as as a draft. Then give it a few days, or a week or more! Go back, read through it... you might find the resolution you are looking for or find it isn't anything to be bothered over period. That's what I do on the bigger things =)
Posted by: Beth at September 29, 2006 8:20 AM
You know my e-mail... feel free to vent any time (even if I'm the source... no... especially if I'm the source...) and it won't go further without permission... love you, tons...
Posted by: spiderlillies at September 29, 2006 8:55 AM
