When bad moods go worse

I don’t know what was with me all weekend, but I was in one of the worst moods ever. Not the whole weekend – I actually had fun and was productive and enjoyed myself for portions – but there were spans of time this weekend where I was pretty freaking insufferable. I needed a break from myself.

I’m not sure why. The farthest I got was that I was irritated over “waste” – wasting time, wasting energy, wasting opportunities…I noticed that I mentioned “waste” a fair few times as the weekend went on. I couldn’t stand it, and it seemed to happen no matter what I was doing.

I wonder if it has something to do with last weekend being the calm before the two-almost-solid weeks-of-travel storm that starts up tomorrow morning. There never seems to be enough time, or enough done, or enough fun, or enough…anything. “Not enough/not good enough” is another big concept that has been around in my life forever, but has been rearing its pretty little head lately. It’s hard not to get completely frustrated with myself when I feel like I’ve “wasted” opportunities to enjoy life, but I suppose that too is also inside of this whole “not good enough” shtick that’s happening.

Woof. Weekend fail. Ah, well. Onward and upward.


4 thoughts on “When bad moods go worse

  1. Man do I ever hear ya! Many times have I wished to take a vacation from myself (and of course I never think I’m being productive enough). It can be really hard to like oneself and give oneself a break! Good luck 😉

    • Amen! And thank you. : ) I’m actually practicing liking myself and giving myself a break. It’s just become too apparent how, over time, I’ve re-affirmed far too much negative crap. It’s taking a lot of work to train myself out of a mindset that’s practically default. : P

  2. “Not good enough” is a daily struggle. One that I fear is the biggest time waster of them all. It’s a habit I’m trying to devote less and leas time to, and I hope you do as well!

    • Thanks, T. I think you’re totally right about it being a time waster in of itself. It’s kind funny how the stuff we resist so hard ends up being exactly what we get, just in a different shape or form. Good luck to you, and thanks for stopping by.

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