And sometimes when you're on, you're really fcking on.

[raybear]

Not to be all Garfield, but Mondays suck. They are hard. [Which, why the hell did he hate Mondays? He was a fcking cat who didn't have to go to work or do anything substantial.] I mean, its just the whole week is stretched out in front of me and its overwhelming. Last night I had a hard time falling asleep, I had all these ideas, and today I couldn't even make it more than 3 blocks away from the house. I got to the bus stop and just said "uh-uh". So I went to the grocery store for coffee, as a lesson in gifting to my future self and having hope (i.e. I used up all the coffee and tomorrow morning I would be very happy that my self today did this). Then I came home and I'm making a cake.

I've decided to declare today is National Fake It Til You Make It Day. And I will compile all the ridiculous and powerful fortune-style affirmations that I say to myself frequently, depending on what the current monologue I'm trying to battle. Um, one or two of them might only make sense to me.

- Just because something is hard or sad doesn't mean it's 'bad'.

- It's easier to get stuck in the negative and harder to remember and cultivate the positive, but it's worth it if you manage to conquer what's harder.

- Do what you need to make it in this world.

- I'm not crazy and you're not nice.

- It could be worse....but it could also be better. It is what it is.

- Hold on.

- I am capable of a better love than what has been shown to me.

- Crutches help you walk, man.

- "Coping" is much better than the alternative, which is NOT coping.

- Fig jam + goat cheese + rye bread = delicious.

Ok, the last one isn't an affirmation, it's my lunch. But it does make me happy and inspired to think about. And even better to eat.

P.S. The tag for this entry was stolen from saltjam. And one of the affirmations came from tracijean

Comments

[dommeyourass.livejournal.com]

i'm so with you on the "fake it till you make it day". a better son/daughter had double meaning after going to visit my clients today. note to self: do not go visit cook county jail when you're sad. or it's supposed to be your day off. or it's gray outside. or it's cold. and only visit one client a day.

some of my additions today (first one stolen from you) or rather quotes that keep going through my head today:
it's not meant to be a round! (thank you for your text btw...got it right after coming out of the jail and i NEEDED it)
no, you're not, you're an ugly little girl
you're a barber. a small town barber.
if i still want it later, i can have it later
one moment at a time (the tritest of trite, but goddamn if that doesn't help. and the serenity prayer)
one foot in front of the other
breathe
(stolen from jacqui) if you want self-esteem, do esteemable actions

onto next appointment...love you.