This will be another one of the unhappy boo-hoo-entry. Maybe I am unhappy maybe I am not, cuz in end the result is the same - writing about it makes me feel better.
Nothing terrible had happened. Not at all. Perhaps a dozen little unhappy things happened. But of cuz good things did happen in between. They sorta have a neutralizing effect. Then came one unhappy incident. It was probably like any other. Maybe it mattered to me abit more. But it was enough to draw all other bad incidents together, and made my mood extremely foul. The other bad things were amplified. They became the main culprits. They stirred up my emotions. Misery loves company.
I think one way to feel better is really to step back and look into other things. Example, read a book, be nosy and listen to others' conversations, plunge into someone's world, away from yours.
In the train, I overheard a lady complaining about unfair pay increment at her workplace. She was very upset that her colleague who joined later, got more than her, and did less more. Her silly boyfriend tried to make her feel better by trying to convince her that it was not unfair. Why silly? Cuz she really just wanted to complain and someone to agree. Afterall, she got impatient with him and told him that she knew it wasn't his fault nor his problem, he did not have to say all that, she would still be mad and complaining to someone else even when he was not there with her.
On the bus, I heard a guy conversing to a girl in Japanese. They were sort of practicing speaking to each other, but in such a soft manner that it sounded so romantic! Of cuz, the fact that she was quite good looking and I noticed her before during a three-week course, helped conjured that wonderful feeling. I suspect it was a case of love-at-the-workplace for them!
So much for plunging into someone else's world. My friend, Orchard Road, would have another way of shrugging it off. In his blog, he quoted the famous words from Andy Warhol,
"Sometimes people let the same problem make them miserable for years when they could just say, "So what."
That's one of my favourite things to say, "So what."
You can read the elaborations here. In any case let me add a few more of my So-What(s).
"She won't go out with me." So what.
"My boss steals my idea." So what.
"My peers earn more than me." So what.
"Women like to sleep with him." So what.
"I am an incompetent piece of foolish shit." So what.
....blah blah blah... yada yada. So What!
He also told me about the Abundance Theory before which I think is quite useful too. We all come into this world with nothing, so let us just be satisfied and treasure whatever we have now, instead of being unhappy over what we don't have.
To summarise everything, the important thing is really to let go and move on. And I would like to point out, more importantly, we should not vent that frustration or unhappiness on people who love us, such as our family or friends. It is likely that they would tolerate us, and we would subconsciously hurt them, knowing that we have that kind of advantage over them. A couple of years back, I used to do so with my mum, speaking to her loudly, and getting impatient with her. However, since then I had learned.
Nothing terrible had happened. Not at all. Perhaps a dozen little unhappy things happened. But of cuz good things did happen in between. They sorta have a neutralizing effect. Then came one unhappy incident. It was probably like any other. Maybe it mattered to me abit more. But it was enough to draw all other bad incidents together, and made my mood extremely foul. The other bad things were amplified. They became the main culprits. They stirred up my emotions. Misery loves company.
I think one way to feel better is really to step back and look into other things. Example, read a book, be nosy and listen to others' conversations, plunge into someone's world, away from yours.
In the train, I overheard a lady complaining about unfair pay increment at her workplace. She was very upset that her colleague who joined later, got more than her, and did less more. Her silly boyfriend tried to make her feel better by trying to convince her that it was not unfair. Why silly? Cuz she really just wanted to complain and someone to agree. Afterall, she got impatient with him and told him that she knew it wasn't his fault nor his problem, he did not have to say all that, she would still be mad and complaining to someone else even when he was not there with her.
On the bus, I heard a guy conversing to a girl in Japanese. They were sort of practicing speaking to each other, but in such a soft manner that it sounded so romantic! Of cuz, the fact that she was quite good looking and I noticed her before during a three-week course, helped conjured that wonderful feeling. I suspect it was a case of love-at-the-workplace for them!
So much for plunging into someone else's world. My friend, Orchard Road, would have another way of shrugging it off. In his blog, he quoted the famous words from Andy Warhol,
"Sometimes people let the same problem make them miserable for years when they could just say, "So what."
That's one of my favourite things to say, "So what."
You can read the elaborations here. In any case let me add a few more of my So-What(s).
"She won't go out with me." So what.
"My boss steals my idea." So what.
"My peers earn more than me." So what.
"Women like to sleep with him." So what.
"I am an incompetent piece of foolish shit." So what.
....blah blah blah... yada yada. So What!
He also told me about the Abundance Theory before which I think is quite useful too. We all come into this world with nothing, so let us just be satisfied and treasure whatever we have now, instead of being unhappy over what we don't have.
To summarise everything, the important thing is really to let go and move on. And I would like to point out, more importantly, we should not vent that frustration or unhappiness on people who love us, such as our family or friends. It is likely that they would tolerate us, and we would subconsciously hurt them, knowing that we have that kind of advantage over them. A couple of years back, I used to do so with my mum, speaking to her loudly, and getting impatient with her. However, since then I had learned.
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