I had a negative narrative stuck in my head for days and couldn’t get it out. Perhaps, the effort of getting it out of my mind was making it worse. The story in my head goes like this. I didn’t deliver what I promised. I disappointed my client. I could’t attend an event I RSVP’d already. I disappointed myself for taking on a project that caused the same anxiety and stress that I’ve been running away from for years.
The story I tell myself is the story I make up. It’s not something someone else created for me. It’s all invented, derived and interpreted from situations I found myself in. The story could be completely different if I look at it from a different perspective.
Today, I’m trying to write a different story. A story that looks at things the way they are.