Right or wrong, sometimes I mentally chide myself if I’m feeling low.
While I’ll often do something positive or give myself something to look forward to, sometimes I treat my mind like a naughty child needing correcting.
During the lockdown Dad dug out the diary of family members who fought in the wars, short paragraphs with a place and date of personal notes from our men in absolutely abhorrent conditions. Sometimes I read through these hasty scribbles to remind myself that on a spectrum my challenges aren’t so grand, and I need to anchor myself to things that really matter and show some grit.
During the lockdown Dad dug out the diary of family members who fought in the wars, short paragraphs with a place and date of personal notes from our men in absolutely abhorrent conditions. Sometimes I read through these hasty scribbles to remind myself that on a spectrum my challenges aren’t so grand, and I need to anchor myself to things that really matter and show some grit.