I Woke Up on the Wrong Side of the Bed
I’ve been fortunate enough to live a pretty interesting life so far in my 30 years. They’ve led me to many realizations and I’m happy to say I’m much more aware of myself and the world around me.
All that said, it doesn’t change the fact that some days I wake up so far on the wrong side of the bed, I might as well be in a different area code.
Since I began sharing my experiences via my blog just about two months ago, I’ve been met with such an overwhelming response, and based on the comments and messages, it’s because of how relatable my honest writing has been. Despite my honesty, I feel I’ve perhaps painted myself as the “inspirational guy” who’s figured it all out.
Well that’s just not the case.
Some days I wake up and I want to cancel all my plans, not talk to anyone and just bask in my own over-dramatic, ridiculous misery.
In the grand scheme of things, do I have anything to really be so stressed or upset about? Not really. Am I being ungrateful and not appreciative of how good I have it? Totally. Don’t I know millions, make that billions are so much less fortunate and live in daily life or death situations I could never imagine? Absolutely.
So doesn’t that fix the problem?
Since I’m being honest, no, it doesn’t. I know I sound like an ungrateful asshole but none of that changes the fact some days I just want to be alone and say F the world! (So angsty, I know…)
But instead of doing so I’d just carry on my day and inflict my piercing frequency on innocent bystanders. The chip on my shoulder would just lower the levels of positivity in any room I’d walk into; like a villain. Dampening people’s spirits only amplified my dark mood as if it fed on the negativity I was spreading.
Woah, this is getting pretty heavy…
I don’t sound like the wise inspirational guy now do I? Probably more like a teenager who got grounded on a Friday night; I’m fully aware.
So what’s my big realization here? What’s my cure?
Quite frankly, I’ve just come to terms with my unreasonable mood and made a point to subject as few people as possible to my nonsense.
I have the luxury of a flexible work schedule, so on days where I feel like Fred Durst, I just stay home and don’t see anyone. I try to relax and keep my mind busy with something productive; something off routine.
But if you’re on a normal work schedule, you can’t just call your boss and say “hey I can’t come into work because I’m an asshole today”, or can you?
Before I continue, I want to be clear I’m not a doctor, I have no background in psychology, I’m just making conclusions based on the data which is my experience.
But maybe calling in sick on a day like that isn’t the worst idea. Sure it’s not the typical cold with fever and runny nose, but perhaps it’s a different kind of cold. I’ve found these days come after an extended period of running on high octane.
Is this the way our body tells us to take a breather? Can we only go so long before our mental state needs recovery?
That’s what I like to tell myself, and I think it makes perfect sense. The brain is a muscle and if it’s overworked for too long then it needs to recover. Maybe when we wake up on the wrong side of the bed it’s a major signal warning us the tank is almost empty; it’s time to refuel.
So back to calling in sick, if you’re like me then you’ve probably called in sick with a lot looser of reasons; hangovers, extra-long weekend, olympic sporting event, whatever…
If I would’ve done this more often, I would’ve saved a lot of people from my undeserved wrath.
But what about when you need to be somewhere? Some commitments can’t be broken.
Since the reality is you can’t always take a day off, then I’d like to share a few things I do to try and make things a little smoother.
I know it might sound hokey if this isn’t your thing but I really find taking 15 minutes to close my eyes and focus on deep breaths goes a long way.
I’ve found this approach is a great opportunity to make light of the situation. Telling people I woke up feeling like Grumpy Cat usually gets a good laugh and people generally can relate to the honesty and my vibe usually improves!
Chat Up a Stranger
That’s what I did this morning and it really got my day going, I went to grab a coffee at the place across the street and instead of making my order and rushing out, I sat down and spoke to the baristas. It turns out they had a great night listening to 90’s music; we chatted about Natalie Imbruglia and Nirvana!
And I didn’t do this today but whenever I take five minutes to stop into the corner store next to my building and have a mini conversation with the sweet old Indian dude (yes from India) behind the cash, I always find it improves my mood. And he’s just so damn pleasant!
This is another weird one, but when I get in my car and I’m in a mood, I turn off the radio and start repeating mini-phrases out loud.
“I’m happy”, “I’m in a great mood”, “I’m having an awesome day”, “I’m thankful”…
I read somewhere that repeating positive statements starting with “I am” actually melts into your subconscious and can alter your mood with whatever statements you’re feeding it.
Whether this is placebo or not, I’ve seen results, especially when I do it a few days in a row!
Yesterday was one of those days for me and I figured it would be the perfect subject for today’s blog. I didn’t really know where it was going to take me, which is why I have so much fun writing these, but I’m glad I did and I feel even better now!
I know what I’m supposed to say but I also know how I feel, and in the true spirit of the honesty of my blog, I’m going to continue to tackle subjects we’re not supposed to admit.
And in case Fred Durst reads this, I’m just referencing Limp Bizkit’s 1999 smash hit “Break Stuff”. Love that song, big fan!