Day 1927: I’m so sick of …

I’m so sick of …

• winter weather,

• my fears,

• unpleasant surprises,

• worry,

• photos from my phone not loading on my laptop, like these:

• writing blog posts on my phone because that’s where the photos are,
• waking up  multiple times during the night,
• people who don’t listen,
• politicians who start a sentence with “What the American people want is …”,
• dishonesty,
• greed,
• name calling,
• injustice,
• racism,
• sexism,
• homophobia
• ageism, and
• physical therapy at 7:30 in the morning.

What are you so sick of?

I’m not sick of this Tom Petty song.

 

I hope you’re not so sick of my gratitude because I have lots of that for all those who helped me write this blog post and — of course! — for YOU.

Day 1890: Just breathe

Let’s just breathe as I own that  Oscar and I always watch the Oscars together.

What helps you just breathe?  For 22-year-old Oscar nominee Timothee Chalamet last night, it was this video message from his high school drama teacher, Mr. Shifman:

Shifman here. I’m here with a few of LaGuardia High School’s future Oscar contenders to leave you with a few familiar words: Just breathe. You always know where home is, pal.

I always know where home is, too, especially when I just breathe.

Just breathe as you take a look at two more photos.

It’s easier to love this day when I just breathe.

I watched Eddie Vedder just breathe and sing  Tom Petty’s “Room at the Top”  during  last night’s  “In Memoriam” section.  Here‘s Eddie Vedder singing “Just Breathe.”

Just breathe and take in my gratitude for all who helped me create this “Just Breathe” post and — (taking a breath) — YOU!

Day 1777: It’s good to be tough

It’s good to be tough

when things get rough

but it’s good to be vulnerable, too.

In every location

I see invitation

to huddle and muddle things through.

After every bad storm

it’s important to mourn

and also find strength in your heart.

So put on your mittens

and play with some kittens

and […it’s tough to come up with a good last line, so could you do your part?]

 

It’s good to see Tom Petty sing

“It’s Good to Be King.”

 

Thanks for reading and helping my rhymes.

I’ll now express thanks several times.

 

Day 1737: It’s too much to process

“It’s too much to process”  is something I hear people say, in my therapy groups and elsewhere.

“It’s too much to even process” is something Jimmy Kimmel said in his monologue last night about the Las Vegas mass shooting:

What do you do when it’s too much to process?  Do you cry, like Jimmy Kimmel did?  Is it numbing, a word Conan O’Brien used in his monologue about the largest mass shooting in U.S. history?

Do you ask, “How could this happen?” as Conan did there?  Do you say, “It makes no sense to me”? “Something needs to change”?  “I am truly heartbroken”?

When it’s too much to process, do you try to somehow make meaning of what’s happened? Do you try to get people to see things your way?  Do you get angry? Do you give up? Do you take action? Do you try to block things from your mind?  Do you distract yourself any way you can? Do you look for the good in people? Do you isolate? Do you blame? Do you pray?   Do you look for any humor you can find, for moments of relief?

Here are more (usually) humorous people responding to the same  too-much-to-process mass shooting:

It’s too much to process that Tom Petty is dead at age 66.

What do you do when it’s too much to process?

When it’s too much to process, I reach out to others.

I’m reaching out to you, here and now.

Feel free to process in a comment, below.

Thanks to all for processing with me today.