I've just had possibly the worst, and I really mean it, the WORST week in ages. And when I say ages it's no joke. I don't think I've had something even remotely comparable to the shitstorm that hit me in the past seven days since last year this time. And we all know last year this time was awful. Really, really, ridiculously awful. I've just checked out, it's Mercury Retrograde, silly me for not thinking about it.
It's true what they say, bad news come all together (or well, that's what we say in my country). Bad news and bad events.
It all started some ten days ago, with a very unpleasant encounter. It was not totally unexpected, it's just that sometimes life presents itself in such ridiculous and embarrassing ways you're psychologically not ready to face it, even though you imagined that moment so many times in your head and you're sure you'd know what to do and what to say. But no. Some people are so shameless, prideless, spineless, everything -less that you're caught by surprise. Off-guard. They win the battle not because they're smarter or stronger, but actually because they're stupid and weak. So yeah, let's say this unfortunate event made my week end up in misery and the week ahead started already in the worst way possible.
The best was yet to come and then you get to a point where you're so used to so many bad things all taking place at the same time that you're of course almost wishing for the worst. I mean, if something good happens, it's obviously because something catastrophic is just around the corner, in the dark, waiting to eat you alive. So things don't go as expected and in your head you jump to conclusions, you're looking for solutions for something that might never happen, but in your head it's happening already. The hypothetical future is, in fact, bullet proof present. Almost past. And your mood keeps dropping and dropping. Human mind, I love you.
I'm not someone who publicly talks about what's bothering her, usually you understand I'm having a bad time because my face is, like, this resting bitch face people like to joke about. Bitch the struggle is real. So yeah, only a couple of people know what's going on and a couple of people could realize I was not OK and tried to cheer me up, and I'm forever grateful.
I like to see life as a school and every experience is meant to teach me something. Every coin has two faces, you know. This week I learnt a few things as well:
first of all, your current situation can change overnight. One day you're someone, you're something, your life is going in an almost specific direction. The next day everything can change, you can even wake up dead for what you know.
Second: learn to stop, breath and don't let panic take you over. Critical, logical and pragmatic spirit. Cold blood. There's always a solution.
Third: don't jump to conclusions. Ask questions. Do what it needs to be done in order to verify an event. If you don't know the truth you can't find a suitable solution.
Fourth: recognize true friends. People who really care for you. They're not the ones who tell you how much they love you, they're the ones who show you without you even realizing it. They're the ones who make coffee for you when they see you down, they make reasearch for you to help you, spend time with you because if you're alone you drown in your own anguish. They're the ones who make you laugh no matter what.
They're rare, that's why they're so precious.
This week taught me to figure out who the true valid people in my life are at the moment, and who are the talkers. It was horrible, but necessary.
Fifth: laugh, be silly, make a list of all the cute things you wanna buy, look drop dead gorgeous, drink tea, eat chocolate and watch the cheesiest, cutest and most romantic K-drama you can think of for the 464746th time, it's scientifically proven it will lift your mood. No one's too cool for cheesy romance when they're feeling down.
It's true what they say, bad news come all together (or well, that's what we say in my country). Bad news and bad events.
It all started some ten days ago, with a very unpleasant encounter. It was not totally unexpected, it's just that sometimes life presents itself in such ridiculous and embarrassing ways you're psychologically not ready to face it, even though you imagined that moment so many times in your head and you're sure you'd know what to do and what to say. But no. Some people are so shameless, prideless, spineless, everything -less that you're caught by surprise. Off-guard. They win the battle not because they're smarter or stronger, but actually because they're stupid and weak. So yeah, let's say this unfortunate event made my week end up in misery and the week ahead started already in the worst way possible.
The best was yet to come and then you get to a point where you're so used to so many bad things all taking place at the same time that you're of course almost wishing for the worst. I mean, if something good happens, it's obviously because something catastrophic is just around the corner, in the dark, waiting to eat you alive. So things don't go as expected and in your head you jump to conclusions, you're looking for solutions for something that might never happen, but in your head it's happening already. The hypothetical future is, in fact, bullet proof present. Almost past. And your mood keeps dropping and dropping. Human mind, I love you.
I'm not someone who publicly talks about what's bothering her, usually you understand I'm having a bad time because my face is, like, this resting bitch face people like to joke about. Bitch the struggle is real. So yeah, only a couple of people know what's going on and a couple of people could realize I was not OK and tried to cheer me up, and I'm forever grateful.
I like to see life as a school and every experience is meant to teach me something. Every coin has two faces, you know. This week I learnt a few things as well:
first of all, your current situation can change overnight. One day you're someone, you're something, your life is going in an almost specific direction. The next day everything can change, you can even wake up dead for what you know.
Second: learn to stop, breath and don't let panic take you over. Critical, logical and pragmatic spirit. Cold blood. There's always a solution.
Third: don't jump to conclusions. Ask questions. Do what it needs to be done in order to verify an event. If you don't know the truth you can't find a suitable solution.
Fourth: recognize true friends. People who really care for you. They're not the ones who tell you how much they love you, they're the ones who show you without you even realizing it. They're the ones who make coffee for you when they see you down, they make reasearch for you to help you, spend time with you because if you're alone you drown in your own anguish. They're the ones who make you laugh no matter what.
They're rare, that's why they're so precious.
This week taught me to figure out who the true valid people in my life are at the moment, and who are the talkers. It was horrible, but necessary.
Fifth: laugh, be silly, make a list of all the cute things you wanna buy, look drop dead gorgeous, drink tea, eat chocolate and watch the cheesiest, cutest and most romantic K-drama you can think of for the 464746th time, it's scientifically proven it will lift your mood. No one's too cool for cheesy romance when they're feeling down.
