I have been awake since 4 a.m. because Connor has been sick again.
Although I could describe myself as tired - I still managed to get an hour's reading in at 5 a.m.!
Doctors are 'none-the-wiser' and over the last 5 weeks or so he has been physically sick for 75% of the time off and on.
It's easy to feel sorry for yourself when you're tired and worried at the same time.
But...
I refuse to feel sorry for myself because I know that it doesn't achieve anything. So - I limit myself to the odd few seconds of short-temper...and then mentally force myself to 'deal with it'.
I could curse my lot and complain to anyone I meet - but I don't. Why? Two reasons:
1) I can deal with whatever comes my way - I know that it's how I think of what happens to me that affects my life - not what actually happens.
2) The world is full of people who feel sorry for themselves (sometimes for no particular reason) - so why would I want to share my 'misery' with other people?
What you say and how you feel is catching. Miserable people end up listening to other miserable people. Gossips end up talking to gossips. Negative people attract other negative people.
So why not be different?
Why not having something positive to say about everything in your life?
If you can't manage that - then fake it!
Yep - that's right - fake it!
Try feeling miserable when you have a smile on your face.
Try feeling angry when all of your muscles are relaxed.
Go on - try it.
Keep it up and eventually your brain won't know any difference between it and the real thing.
Then just watch what sort of people start talking to you :-)
Posted by vurnumg
