I get down, you perhaps get down, we all get down.
Sometimes though, getting down can feel less traumatic than it might. In my case this is often the result of not getting down about being down.
(This is starting to feel like one of those halls of mirrors where you see reflections of reflections of reflections.)
It’s when you get down about being down that things can spiral, well, down.
There seems to be a lot of sense instead in doing your darndest to simply accept that you’re not feeling so great.
We may not always remember it, but we generally do have a choice about how we’ll react to life’s wobbles. And there are no prizes for guessing what happens when we choose to see things bleakly.
Perhaps you’ll have a perfect day today. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?
But in the more likely event that at least something doesn’t quite go your way, why not see if you can choose to simply accept it rather than letting it get to you?
Although when things do go right, you have every right to feel good about feeling good.