I tend to get myself really pumped about things. Going out to dinner, seeing an old friend, vacations, finally having a day off work. And yes, these are wonderful things. I’m blessed to have the ability to do them.
But typically, with ups, you have downs. The let downs hit so hard. That dinner I was so excited about? It’s awful. It just isn’t as good as I thought it would be. My old friend? It’s so awkward I’d rather be at home with my cat. A day off work? And I wish I picked up a shift instead of sitting here, alone, accomplishing nothing.
I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way. When things are going so well, prepare yourself, because there will be a day it all falls apart.
So what do we do? How do we deal?
I’m still trying to figure that out. But I’ve come to a realization that I can’t depend on anyone else, for much of anything really. It’s all me. Everything I do is my responsibility, my decision, my consequence or reward. I guess this is growing up.. Being on my own, realizing that I have people to talk to if I want to (but who are usually busy), I know that I’ve got to make my own path in life.
So where will I go? Your guess is as good as mine..