I'm Having a "Debbie Downer" Moment
Recently (and by recently, I mean for the past 4 years) I’ve been the recipient of what feels like a constant barrage of bad luck and misfortunes. I don't mean to sound like Debbie Downer but sometimes I just feel unlucky. Why can't things good things happen to ME. Why does everyone else's life (on Facebook) seem soooo much better. Soooo much richer. Soooo much easier.
The truth is, my life is actually good. I am happy. I am healthy. And I'm in love. My family is near. My home is beautiful. And I'm in a good chapter. But that doesn't mean that there aren't disappointments. It doesn't mean that I have everything that I want. In fact, in a lot of ways it seems like there have been more doors closing than opening, more losses than wins, and more no's than yes's.
And on a day like today, when about 945 of my 1040 "friends" appear as if they're chillin' somewhere tropical, announcing a new pregnancy, or bragging about the flowers that "hubs" just surprised her with, I feel enormously jealous and extraordinarily envious.
So how do I get myself out of my little woe is me rut? How do I remind myself, despite a professional set back, an onslaught of stress, or an argument with a loved one, for example, that "I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggonit, people like me?!" What are the things I could do to make myself feel better?
Well, for starters... when I was a little girl, I made myself feel better by clutching on to my blankie. There was a little string that hung off the end (I called it my "shtribble") and I sifted it through my fingers and it completely relaxed me.
I suppose I could find a soft blanket and see how that feels....
There are probably more up to date, self-soothing and comforting tactics that would work better though. I suppose...
I could pour myself a glass of wine. Or two. A nice little buzz is certainly relaxing.
I could eat.
Then drink some more wine.
I could kiss my boyfriend.
I could make plans with girlfriends and laugh.
I could climb into bed with my delicious son, snuggle and read him a book about worms or trucks or a little boy that never sleeps....
I could shop. Oh, I could shop.
I could watch “The Bachelor Pad.”
I could call my mom. Moms say the right things.
I could take a bath. At a spa. At a gorgeous hotel. And order room service.
Then drink some more wine.
As I list the many things I could do and will do the next time I'm in a rut and feeling woe is me, I'm already starting to feel a tad better about my unlucky streak and prepared to take on whatever other disappointment comes my way. On that note: Waaaaaaaaaaah waaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
What do you do to sooth yourself and make yourself feel better?