I've pulled myself together today. I'm still... disappointed with myself, but less despairing about my self-inflicted state.
My trouble is that I get convinced that the way that things are now will always remain. If someone makes a decision that affects me, I can't see the end of it; I can see the situation I'll be in, I can see the discomfort it causes me, but I can't see beyond it. It lasts indefinitely. The chances are, the next thing will be a lot better but I can't even begin to think about that second change. I get stuck in the absolutes.
"I can't believe I've ended up [insert adjective]," I'll say to myself, not really 'ending up' anywhere. It's just more steps on the journey. The trouble is that this journey is much longer than I expected and I am tired of fighting the vortex. I am tired.
I am really tired.

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