Resistance. Is. FUTILE!!!

Tonight, I did something I told myself I wouldn't do until years down the road...

I browsed engagement rings on Pinterest.

Not to say that this is something to be looked down upon - it isn't! Each to their own. I just happened to tell myself that it's pretty stupid to look up engagement rings or wedding dresses or other wedding-related things when I'm not even in a relationship. And now somewhere, a part of me - the part that was like "Oh, it's alright, stop being so serious about it!" - is all like "LOOK WHO CAVED! SOFFFFTTTT!"

I blame my coworkers. They were looking up wedding-related things on my last day of work.

But this all takes me back to a part of a lecture in my psychology for life class. Basically the gist of it was this: if you want to stop thinking about something, you have to think about it. Trying not to think of it is counter-productive, because they you end up thinking about it anyway. So, if you're trying to forget about someone or something, don't tell yourself to not think about it. And don't try to "replace" the thought either - my prof's example was how he would think about carrots to try to curb is smoking habit - it doesn't work because then you get into a cycle of "wait, why was I thinking about this? Oh, it's because I was trying not to think about this - oh GOSH DARN IT!"

I love it when things I learn are applicable to my life.

So if there's a thought you're trying to get rid of, don't try to force it away. Just... let it dwell in your mind, and eventually, the thought will wear itself out, so to speak. The last time I did this was for someone I was crushing on (and maybe you don't know this, but when I crush on someone, I crush on them. HARD). Yeah, it was torturous, with a couple of nights of "He's so perfect but he doesn't know I exist why am I even thinking of him he's never even noticed me but he has such a nice face but he doesn't even know my name this sucks I'm going to be single forever" playing over and over in my head, but eventually, I forgot about him. And even when I did think of him later, it didn't bother me.

Now I'm going to go ahead and continue browsing through all the engagement rings until I get bored. Not like it's going to harm anyone, right?