Bad day

[SilentWaters]

Someone please say something cheerful or something. I'm having a very bad day.

[Frame]

Hm, well let's see; if you read my morning post you'll see I'm sort of in the same place. But there is a word, a mantra really, it's tends to at least get me out of bed; let's try it.

OK, now sit up with your legs folded. Pretend there is a string attached to the top of your head pulling you up. Your spine is over your pelvis, your head slightly tilted forward. Now take a deep breath; let the air fill your belly. If there is tension in your shoulders, just sit there a moment; don't react just notice it. And now slowly, gentle exhale while chanting, "Coffee".

Repeat.

[Frame]

Sunday night and Monday morning really are the worst for me. One of my therapists, twenty years ago, mentioned that it actually is a well defined syndrome. So We're not alone. She had talked about it being rooted in difficulties a child (I was a good example) had in school and stress Sunday evening over being thrown back into the lions jaws the next morning. I don't know whether that is applicable to your life or not.

[Frame]

Tell me what's happening Silent.

I've said before that depression is a perfectly normal reaction to stress and that chronic depression is a reaction to chronic stress. But after having it long enough it survives on it's own. But really I believe that we become proficient at holding and hiding stress to the point that it almost becomes a super power; so that the depression is still a reaction to under lying causes that become endemic. Of course the stress comes from somewhere too.

So what are your super powers?

[Frame]

I make books by hand, each one hand crafted, each one better then the last. I have a fairly large extended family. I'm working on a collection of photos from the past sixty year. I'm going to clean them up and organize them into a hand made book of photos for my parents.

I don't know if this is a cheerful thought, but one plan for my future is to better honor my parents. This is one way to show my gratitude. And it occurred to me, as I stepped out my door and the pressure of the world hit me like I had dropped fifty fathoms into the ocean, I'd like to make through the day so I can continue to show my appreciation.

[SilentWaters]

Thanks dear, that did help. Haha, I'd really rather have real superpowers like invisibility or superspeed... but stress-wise, i guess it's a bit of a superpower too. It's stupid really, I just don't want to deal with work-related rubbish anymore. It's sickening how I can feel so awful and still smile and say all sweetly "sure I'll re-organize the filing system for you" or "absolutely no problem, I'll phone this person or that person to organize this or that"... but I guess it's better than saying "shut up and leave me alone"

I'm so messed up. Like you say, Sunday nights and Mondays come directly from hell.

But perhaps I'll make that technique of yours a habit

[Frame]

Yesterday was Monday, and all the world was against me; a beautiful clear summer day. Today is Tuesday, dark stormy and damp; I'm feeling better already.

In prehistoric times, mankind often had only two choices in crisis situations: fight or flee. In modern times, humor offers us a third alternative; fight, flee - or laugh.

[Pilule]

Frame,

Do you remember the name of that syndrome where Sunday night and Monday morning where a nightmare?
I used to feel like that but, most of the time, it's because I didn't do my homework. But the feeling is still there today and it's because I don't like my work that brings me nowhere.
Now that school is about to start soon, I feel my mood getting worse and worse. Again, it reminds me I how I felt when I was a kid. There must be a name for that syndrome too.