Did I do well?

footsteps of the Furies
2 min readNov 14, 2023

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November 14th, 2023

I had some issues at work. Again. And again, for the same reason as a week before and a week before that and because of the same person. Previously, that situation ate me alive and triggered anxiety and a cavalcade of bad and nasty thoughts. Not this time. This time something different happened even though I wasn't really trying to do anything differently, I just wanted to keep a clear and unworried mind. And I got just that. A few days without worry and anxiety, even though the issue was unresolved, and only today was I able to fix everything and get to a clean slate again. So, now it is time for an analysis and to draw conclusions for the future so I can use this experience if said situation arises again.

And it unfortunately will, since the person causing those issues is unreformable and set in her ways.

What I did this time was actually very simple — I did all I could to resolve the issue within the time I was at work. I didn't bring the work home, to try to fix this or that or figure out a way I should proceed with the situation. I told myself very sternly not to check my work email during the weekend since that would not help in any way — even if I wrote an email with some kind of solution, I would not get the response before Monday. So, after checking and making sure I did all I could within the given time, I told myself (again, very sternly) that the fallout and any other actions I could take would have to wait until Monday. And I kept myself in check, going about my business, mostly resting as I planned, with some vigorous hikes in between on Saturday and Sunday. That was all it took — telling myself not to worry about it now, leaving thinking about it for Monday, and keeping myself true to what I told myself about the situation. I am shocked at how easy it was. And I am even more shocked that on previous occasions I just let the worries come over me and take away my ability to reason and think straight. There is nothing to feeling well, it seems.

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footsteps of the Furies
footsteps of the Furies

Written by footsteps of the Furies

“for they knew what sort of noise it was; they recognize, by now, the footsteps of the Furies”. Enjoying life on the road to recovery. Observing and writing.

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