I wish bad news didn’t come on weekends. It would be great if the world could time bad news, or information that gets you thinking about yourself only when you have several things on your mind already – so that you’re forced not to think about it, or forced not to be over-critical or harsh on yourself.
If I had it my way, it would be excellent if I could become neutral to news that disappointed me. Take it in my stride and say, hey, that’s another thing I have to work on.
Sadly, however, that’s not exactly how the Universe works. You don’t get a break, and emotions can hit you at any time.
My problem is that I’m pretty critical of myself in general, so receiving news that disappoints me puts me into a spiral sometimes that gets me to re-examine and re-evaluate several parts of my life.
That, my friends, is what I would have reacted like a couple of months ago.
Today, receiving bad news makes me grateful for things like Netflix, and television and Sports – things I can do without thinking about myself or aspects of my life. Welcome distractions where I can feel like my brain is switched off and I have nothing to think about.
Moments like those are moments I enjoy the most these days, and it’s a realization that’s hit me three years into University, but I’m glad I’ve finally got there.