– Get groceries
– Meet new babies (*sigh*)
– Call hairdresser
– Use massage voucher
– Pay bills
– Weed garden (further)
– Obtain nectarines for jamming and chutneying
– Deal with bus replacement situation with grace and tolerance
– Apply sunscreen (at 30 something i still haven’t learned)
– Get happy again (asap)
It occurred to me over the weekend that:
- I am quite hard on myself
- I catastrophize at every opportunity, and
- I put a lot of my emotional capital into my work
And as a result, the recent work upheaval has not been very good for my soul. I’ll say this though; I have had episodes of depression before – and this is not one of them. I am feeling a bit low, and a bit hopeless, and a bit frustrated, but I’m not crying or having dark thoughts that would give me cause to seek (more) help. Times have certainly sucked, but they have sucked harder.
We had a course on resilience at a former workplace. The general thrust of it was not to let the knocks of life get to you too much, and keep things in perspective, and have the ability to bend back into your previous shape after you are stretched. I guess resilience is just something I am going to have to start employing more.
And the whole thing has not been an entirely fruitless experience. If you ever end up reading my novel you may come across a character who is bloodless administrator with the warmth of a reptile. She may not entirely be a work of fiction.