On a day like today
It helps to keep shit in perspective. There are always reasons to be glad that you're where you are at any given moment. Here are some of mine:
-I have a good, if somewhat unstable job where my efforts are noticed and appreciated, and I can guarantee myself the good feelings that go along with being a contributive member of society, even though my contribution mostly consists of listening to lonely wealthy people complain about being lonely and wealthy.
-My wife is beautiful and loves me more than I think I deserve, but in reality it's probably about right, cause I feel the same ridiculous way about her, which is a beautiful thing after over a decade.
-The place where we live, while not necessarily where we want to be, is beautiful and secluded and gives ample opportunity to notice and revel in the things which go unnoticed or taken for granted too easily.
-Those I love seem to be dedicated to their own improvement, despite what all my instinctual negative assuming says to the contrary.
-I am able to organize things like a trip to San Francisco next month(my first time,amazingly) and it will actually happen.
-I am not sick right now. This is harder than it sounds.
-While I am not self-aware enough to actively negate my panic-attack negativity and generalized freakouts that have been plauging me since we moved to California, I can still recognize these for what they are and acknowledge them as such, which feels like an accomplishment
-My father is bouncing back admirably from what can only be described as a pretty fucked up one-two punch of a last three months.
-I will be able to handle all my own obligations this month without seeking annoying outside help(the seeking is annoying, the help is appreciated)
-I have a good, if somewhat unstable job where my efforts are noticed and appreciated, and I can guarantee myself the good feelings that go along with being a contributive member of society, even though my contribution mostly consists of listening to lonely wealthy people complain about being lonely and wealthy.
-My wife is beautiful and loves me more than I think I deserve, but in reality it's probably about right, cause I feel the same ridiculous way about her, which is a beautiful thing after over a decade.
-The place where we live, while not necessarily where we want to be, is beautiful and secluded and gives ample opportunity to notice and revel in the things which go unnoticed or taken for granted too easily.
-Those I love seem to be dedicated to their own improvement, despite what all my instinctual negative assuming says to the contrary.
-I am able to organize things like a trip to San Francisco next month(my first time,amazingly) and it will actually happen.
-I am not sick right now. This is harder than it sounds.
-While I am not self-aware enough to actively negate my panic-attack negativity and generalized freakouts that have been plauging me since we moved to California, I can still recognize these for what they are and acknowledge them as such, which feels like an accomplishment
-My father is bouncing back admirably from what can only be described as a pretty fucked up one-two punch of a last three months.
-I will be able to handle all my own obligations this month without seeking annoying outside help(the seeking is annoying, the help is appreciated)