I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning thanks to the perfect storm of interrupted sleep, a bad dream, and PMS thrown in, just to really make it interesting. I knew that I had so good reason, if there really is such a thing, to feel out of sorts, yet I did, and I didn’t like it. Not one bit. So, in order to save the day, I had to take action pronto, and focusing on doing something positive for myself and others was just what I needed to make that wrong side right once again.
As soon as I realized that the bad mood followed me out of bed, I turned to the two people whom I knew could talk me through it-one of my best friends and myself. Given my history of depression and anxiety, it sometimes is tough to admit that I am in not in a good mood, for fear of worrying those closest to me and for fear of being judged as damaged. Thankfully, my friend reminded me, “You are not damaged, you just have some bruises like everyone else”, and later they advised me to, “Now, put a smile on your face and know that you make a positive difference in people’s lives.” Misery may love company, but it definitely does not like such kind reassurances and support, as it began to make its retreat.
I also helped to escort my bad mood to the door by acknowledging it without giving credence to it, as I knew that it was just a feeling, not a fact. I focused on everything in my life that I am grateful for, as it is tough to be in a bad mood when thinking of the people, places, and things that make your heart happy, and I ended my day with a long trail run. I outran the storm clouds overhead and the ones lurking in the recesses of my mind, and I finished the trail run sweaty, muddy, and happy.
Being able to do something for someone else also was an effective way to banish a bad mood. I was able to offer support to the aforementioned friend in the form of helping to do some research for them about career options and enlisted the help of my father to answer a contract question for them, and as always, I listened and shared words of encouragement. Not along ago, my friend remarked, “It’s funny that you believe in me more than I believe in myself.” That may be true right now, but I hope that my friend begins to see all of the positive things in them that I already see and know. While I may have had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed, I am preparing to get in on the right side of bed thanks to my friend and myself. It ended up being a mighty fine day indeed.
Just one thing each day . . .
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