No… I haven’t found the antidote to the dreaded day of the week we call Monday. Sorry if I got your hopes up.
This is about Moody Monday. (And yes, I do realize I’m posting this on a Thursday…)
I’ve decided that after 15 installments, Moody Monday is over. Don’t celebrate just yet… I’m sure you’ll continue to be subjected to my moody rants and disturbing stream-of-consciousness mind dumps. Sorry. But I’ve come to realize that Moody Monday is making me feel terrible. I don’t think it’s making my mood worse per se, but I think it’s drawing too much attention to it. For you, I’m sure. But definitely for me.
One of my biggest demons is my overdeveloped ability to think about things. All things. Excessively. In circles. Analyzing and regretting. Punishing myself. My brain also has this annoying habit of snowballing. I think about one thing… then I overthink it… then a billion other things that worry me join the party.
I think what I really need is to get my mind off things… because I have trouble doing that. But this weekly mood check thing is doing the opposite.
I’m calling it. Time of death: now
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