Confesión número seis: Self pity is one of the most killer emotions known to man
As we are on the brink of a new year, many of us (even those who profess that resolutions are crap) put some thought into how to evolve into less crappy versions of our current selves with less toxic people and situations to bring us down. Today, as we all drew a day closer to 2011, I got hit with the case of the "woe-is-me" something awful. Literally in a span of 5 minutes, due to a situation so minute it is not even worth discussing, my entire day was shot to sh*t. I was moping around the grocery store, lost my appetite and literally cried my eyes out for at least 10 minutes (snot and all- it was a total mess)...all because of that heiffer "self pity".
Now, I am usually all for expressing emotions good or bad; By the looks of my afternoon, I did just that. I let myself feel bad for myself, had the violin to my clavicle and all that, playing a sad, sad song. But, sometimes every emotion has its more rational cousin. Self- pity's cousin, gratitude, paid a visit a few minutes ago.
As I embark on another year of life, despite how 2010 sometimes shat on my desires and best wishes, I am totally thankful. I have so many people to thank for hearing me out, housing me (yes, you Rocky), encouraging me and letting me be my loca self. I have a great career, an amazing network of friends, family and colleagues and have accomplished much in these past 12 months. Not everything I wanted, but enough for now. As for self-pity, she got drop kicked in the temple. If not permanently gone, she will be gone long enough for me to enjoy the small remnants of 2010 with some bubbly in hand and friends all around.
See you in 2011,
Mari
