I’m the type of person that, when they get stuck in a rut, tries to avoid feeling sorry for himself.
Like, wallowing in self-pity. Even though that’s usually the gut-reaction most people have when they suffer a crushing defeat or when they continue to fail over and over. I guess there’s something comforting about just sitting there, replaying what happened to you, your feelings bubbling over into despair.
Its easy. And I try to avoid it, not because its bad. We all need some “me-time” to reflect. I try to avoid it because I prefer the alternative.
The one where you get angry, where you want to attack the situation that got you in this defeated state in the first place.
I recently was able to form a plan of attack after being down in the proverbial dumps for awhile now. Man, was that exhilirating, just the feeling of finally being able to fight back.
I know all of this is really random and pretty out-of-context, but I think we can all agree that finally being able to attack our problems feels fucking fantastic.