What do you do when you derail so badly that you feel like you’ve been thrown on the concrete floor? You feel like a trainwreck…a car wreck…sore and bruised?
Is it better to lick your wounds and fret about what you’ve done wrong, what you are doing wrong–what is wrong with you?
Or is it better just to get right back up and back on the tracks and just go–almost as if nothing has happened, but knowing that something went wrong back there and keep that knowledge in your head and try not to repeat the events leading up to the derailment (because the events were in your control and certainly avoidable).
I spent a day licking wounds and feeling sorry for myself and blah, blah, the same old story. But I don’t like the way that feels, and it’s exhausting to write about and boring to read and go back over and over the incidents in my head. And obviously that way is not working at all.
So, I think in my case its better to think about the future and what I can do RIGHT from now on.
I do think that cutting waaaaaay back on the alcohol is the very best start. It was one thing when I was just hurting myself (because I’ve been there before–I can reference entries where I don’t remember driving home and having to look out the window into the parking lot to see IF I did…and to make sure I didn’t wreck the car in the process–and I’ve even done THAT before too!!!!!! See this for a few examples that I thought were funny at the time), but now there is much, much more than ME at stake.
Enough said?
Moving on (in the next entry). If you want some fun wedding fluff, please go back to Day 12, thank you!!
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