Today could have been a day of refusing to check my texts, feeling sorry for myself under the duvet and bemoaning fate. I write the worst kind of poetry when I'm down, terrible only in its self-absorbed nature. It's so easy to slip into self-pity, I was seriously scrambling against the rocks today.
Trying to take responsibility for myself, (for who better to be your life coach than you), I cringed as I decided on the 'two Ps' as my marketing strategy: perspective and productivity. So, today I read the newspapers, the budget analyses explaining that one's personal choices: to have kids, go to university, work in the public sector, would be economically punished in a completely unjustifiable manner. I read about Lesbos and the refugees who walk 40 miles, barefoot in the baking heat simply for a chance of crossing the Aegean sea. So, perspective. Whilst nobody's saying you don't have a right to feel down sometimes, surely the best thing is to channel that negative energy into positive action?
And productivity: I was a model citizen today. I helped my elders, I did their shopping, I was engaging and calm and charming. I cooked dinner. I went to the gym. I read a book. I came up with ideas for the magazine that I write for. I hid all of my resentment under a guise of competence. Distraction is better than the cure it seems.
Today could have been rubbish. At this minute I could be sat in bed in the same pyjamas I woke up in, feeling greasy and unwanted and full of self-loathing. Today actually turned out pretty well, I watched the sun set and stretched out all of my tension. Despite all of the negativity I felt today, I think I channelled it well. Whilst today could have been a lot better, it could have been a hell of a lot worse. It seems that keeping engaged and busy can cure a multitude of ills.
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