Writing is therapy
In the words of Steven Bartlett of The Diary Of A CEO podcast, I hope you don’t read today’s blog. He says he hopes you aren’t listening to his podcast, but you can’t hear this. Only in your head. Its Monday. Let’s have a bit of a moan.
The reason I say that I hope nobody is reading this is that I have not been having a good day and have chosen, instead of talking it out with people, will use this blog to get my frustrations out. It wouldn’t be Monday without a bit of a moan, would it? I don’t like moaning. I don’t like feeling sad. I don’t like getting angry. As someone big into self-development and stoicism, I hate complaining. I will try to refrain and instead just talk it out. I usually set myself a maximum word count of 500 for these blogs. I have no idea if this will either go under or very much over. Whatever word count I land on, we will both be surprised. So, strap in.
What’s bothering me? Just my day-to-day. I am trying to take ownership of my day because it’s mine. I have good and bad days, but when you have bad days and everyone around you starts stirring you up, it’s very hard not to lose your cool. I read about “setting your intentions for the day”, and I am here for that. I have the best intentions when I go to bed at night; then I wake up. There was a while when I looked forward to waking up, and now I am always hesitant to think that because I will be let down. This goes back to the “maybe tomorrow” mindset I adopted. I am finding it very hard to stay on track and on top of my every day when the people around me seemingly expect more. You must balance a delicate line when taking charge of your life and dealing with the outside. If I may analogize: it’s like working inside a glass box with a sabretooth tiger roaming outside. You know that going outside will make your life far more difficult than it needs to be. I have to start taking ownership of my day. You should too. Thank you for listening. I have more thoughts if you want to keep reading.
It’s not Monday as I am writing this. Its Friday. I haven’t been this ahead of my blogs in quite some time. That was partially due to not much happening between blog days. Do you remember, way back when, I used to blog every day? I don’t do that anymore. I may start doing that again. I haven’t read it, but the comedian Richard Herring has written a daily blog for years. I know it is wishful thinking, but I don’t see myself being as committed as that. That will deter me from getting out and working on the other things I must do.
I am unapologetically a fan of Tommy Tiernan. I am not a fan of his stand-up (I just haven’t put in the time to watch most of it), but I love his show on a Saturday night. It is a real skill to come up with questions on the spot for people you have to interview immediately. He tells a story on Alan Davies’ show about his record-setting stand-up set, where he talked for over 24 hours (I believe). He said the reason was to get his frustrations out until he was finally at peace. I can relate. I was thinking about this when I wrote this blog today. I was frustrated and depressed and needed to get all my thoughts out. I have many diaries and journals, but why not just share them with people who are human and probably face the same kind of frustrations as I do?
Thanks enough for one day. Thank you for being so patient. Thank you for listening. Thank you for reading, and thank you for your time.
