Friday [1]

(0148) A middle of the nighter again, main thing is not to worry … continued below … (0241)

 

The importance of kidding ourselves plus not kidding ourselves

… in fairly equal measure. There’s a balance we must strike. Things we must do, attend to … silly not to … do them at the time, then switch out, expunge thinking about unpleasantries, do not dwell, can’t stress that enough … think of nice things, friends, laughs, get enough sleep overall in the 24 hours, liquids, exercise, watching the vulnerable bits.

Mine are knees … they’re in good nick and I wish to keep them that way … no twists, turns, brain way ahead of bod … not to have mobility does not bear thinking about, it simply does not. What we eat, liquids, looking after ourselves. We’re not much use to our family and friends otherwise.

I’ve some ongoing trouble coming up in RL, we were discussing it yesterday … might be terminal to the blogging and soc-medding, might not. To a person used to anticipating, thinking ahead, difficult shutting things out, constantly shoring up perimeter defences … what we can’t control though, we then need to shut out … that is … kid ourselves things are ok.

Within our citadel itself we are ok, providing we did our routines right, checked our defences.

Then turn to the pleasantries such as writing to you. I’ve written before about mental health … Them wish to impair it, impair us ourselves, kill off our life in this land … they’re not going to win, that’s that. Is this kidding ourselves?

What I’m trying to get at here is yes, we need space to withdraw for sure but … but … but … only once we’ve shored up our defences, taken care of what has to be taken care of. The worst possible thing is to dwell on horrors, even on what we must do tomorrow, next week … as long as we’ve done what we can, then shut it out, let no one drag us back to it until it’s time to do it.

Refusing to dwell in some sort of perma-despair is the best thing we can do … it keeps the mind clear, able to help others who need us. I’m quite categorical about this … yesterday, we made a time to discuss all these things, MMutR and I … we then did that … I now shut it out until the time to address it again and turn to other matters … a mix of reporting the world’s horrors, plus time for pleasantries … was looking for Christmas cake to buy, no luck, settled for muffins … 3 for 2 deal. Nice coffee here.

Having a sort of ongoing diary is good … make notes to do this or that on this or that day … plus actually do them, that’s the buzz of “being on top of things” … so be realistic … and the lovely thing about notes is we can leave them in the tray, secure they’ve not been lost, relax, mind clear … next week, close to the time, bring them out, skim down, address whatever it is.

Someone wants to drag it all back up in the meantime? Nope. Flat no.

I’d obviously suggest the help of our Maker in this … look, you dismiss or consider that statement as is your wont … I’m just saying it’s an enormous comfort and if we’re comforted, able to be, then those who know us can feed off that too, a bit.

The tavern idea of this blog is very nice too, the chapel in the grounds as well … sounds crazy coming from me but I enjoy returning, seeing who’s said what, dropping back to sleep, just checked out NOWP, will do the rounds in a few hours.

Zzzzzzz.

2 replies on “Friday [1]”

  1. “expunge thinking about unpleasantries, do not dwell, can’t stress that enough”

    I agree, dwelling on it is too easy as there is so much of the unpleasantness. Interludes such as your last film or the Sunday jazz are both enjoyable in themselves and a reminder that it is necessary to keep your balance because real life still has to be navigated.

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