Yeah, this blog challenge thing is NOT going to get done any time soon. The more I think about doing it, the more I go "ugh, why!?". It's become a chore in my mind, but while other chores - such as laundry, cooking, and washing the dishes - are necessary for my life to continue, this one is not. And so I'm not going to do it.
Does this mean I failed? Yes, I did fail the blog challenge.
Well, boohoo.
Life goes on.
This has been something I've been telling myself a lot more lately.
My response to failing or not meeting my expectations is usually being upset, which entails moping, sighing obnoxiously every five minutes, or being fixated on what I could have done better or what went wrong. And this past year, there have been plenty of times when I have "failed" (one of them being not completing my optics midterm). But I've been getting better at letting them slide.
I've learned that sometimes, failures don't mean much in the grand scheme of things. Most of the things I consider "failures" are just wounds to my ego. You get over those by reminding yourself to be humble and modest; and that you're allowed to make mistakes and be scared.
What if it does matter? What if the failure is significant enough that it changes everything? Then, sorry, your life is over. NOT. You either dwell on it, or you do something about it. Or you dwell a little before you get up and start back up again; because life goes on whether you want it to or not.
Time won't stop while you dwell on your failures, so use your dwelling time wisely. Don't use a lot of it on negativity. Instead, try to think about the lessons you can take away from this experience; to plan what you'll do in the next few days, months, years; and to apologize to others where appropriate, and forgive yourself always.
So, I don't know where all of that came from, but hopefully it was inspiring or something. Regular blogging will resume whenever I post next (which may be soon... I think it's time for a skin update).
Hope you're comfortably warm wherever you are.
