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Regret, Recycle, Reuse, Rihanna

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There are lots of things in my life that I regret. The difference is, I regret that I did something, but I don’t regret that it happened. The outcome of a decision I made might be terrible, but I made it. It was meant to happen. At least that’s how I look at it. I have to remind myself of this theory everyday. Sure there are things that ARE in my realm of control (Which I love), but almost everything is out of my control. Things happen, because they were meant to happen. I can’t control everything.

The thing about anxiety is, you’re always wondering what shoe is going to drop next. You’re anxious about the fact you don’t know the future, and you’re not sure what’s on the horizon for you and the people you love. That however, is life. In life’s worst moments, I need to remind myself that this is in some sort of way out of my control. What’s the worst that will happen?

This is a short post, but I had a weird onslaught of dreams that involve people I haven’t talked to in years last night. When I woke up this morning I felt like I needed to write this theory down and emphasis its importance. Sometimes in life, you need to be selfish. It’s how you balance selfishness and selflessness that really matters. Don’t be a jerk, but also don’t deny yourself of happiness. Much easier said then done. I’m going to try and continue to toe the line. It’s just hard to see friends go sometimes, even if it for the best that they’re not in your life anymore.

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Emotional Hangover

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Having a hangover sucks, it can damper your day. However, having an emotional hangover? That is truly soul crushing. An emotional hangover (Or at least this is how I interpret it) is when you have feelings that last from one day to the next morning. Emotional hangovers can come in many forms: regret, sadness, remorse or it can be something you were completely embarrassed by. It’s that feeling that makes you wince the whole day when you remember that moment, it gives you a headache and your stomach borders on nausea the whole day. The worst is when you have an emotional hangover coinciding with an actual hangover. Basically, your worst nightmare, especially if it’s during the work week.

Unfortunately, I have emotional hangovers a lot. It can be something simple that makes me upset. I upset a friend unintentionally, I messed up something I could’ve been better at or I remember something that makes me cringe and I can’t let it go. I know that everything happens for a reason. Everyone has to make mistakes because we would never learn otherwise, but it sure does suck at the time. I don’t deal with emotional hangovers well. I tend to analyze everything in my life in general, so when something bad actually happens, all Hell breaks loose.

I don’t have the easiest time with letting go. I try to take control of everything in my life, and that obviously doesn’t work out well for me 90% of the time. If I try to sit there and change things, I might as well never leave my house. I have to learn how to adapt quickly to change and realize that it might burn now, but it will heal later on.

How do you deal with your emotional hangovers?

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