I met up with a friend last night, and I was telling her the ‘woe is me’ tale of my life, when I realised that actually things weren’t that bad, and I was just whining about reality not conforming to my view of what is ‘right’ (it does that a lot!). The main ‘problem’ of course, was not reality, but me trying to force reality to be something it’s not. Expecting reality to be other than it is is the fastest way to drive yourself insane!
Once I realised that all is really well, and no one died, no one even felt ill, there was no big problem except my attitude, I started again and realised that I am a lot further on than I was last time we spoke, and all is still going in a forwards direction. It felt much better to put a happy face on it, and I was able to drop the vague discontent I had been feeling. The discontent in fact was because I was arguing with reality, not because there was a problem.
When something TERRIBLE happens, putting a happy face on it might not feel right or appropriate, but if you are just putting the worst possible spin on your life to enjoy a good moan, maybe putting a happy face on it will make it all better…surprisingly quickly!
Love
Donna.x