I have opened up WordPress this morning ready to complain.
Not in a witty and charming way about something like car air fresheners, I mean properly rant about something, anything at all really. I can feel the tension across my shoulders, drawing them up closer and closer to my ears. I can sense that my jaw is set in a mildly scary way. If anyone was to get my order wrong in a restaurant right now, unlikely as that is at 8.59am, they would not feel good about themselves afterwards.
But as I mull over what vitriol to spew over the pages, sighing and snorting impatiently all the while, I stop myself. How helpful would that actually be? Would working myself up into a literary rage about something really do anything to solve my angst?
I doubt it. The act of writing is cathartic of course, but aside from that, wouldn’t it be better to channel things in a more positive way?
I agree with myself, although I am still full of stress and rage so in my head it comes out as cutting sarcasm. ‘Oh Josephine, aren’t you so very wise? People are definitely going to be reading this and commenting to themselves on how you are the first person ever to discover the power of positive thinking.’
You see how cruel I get when I am stressed?
Action needs to be taken.
I start with a quick Google of motivational quotes and for a few minutes immerse myself in promises of good things, if only I can learn to dance like nobody is watching.
Love like you’ve never been hurt? How does anyone even do that?? And seriously, do you know anyone who actually just works because of the joy they find in what they do, without any thoughts of paying the council tax?
I turn instead to pictures of kittens. It’s hard to feel angry whilst looking at a kitten. A bit like not being able to keep your eyes open when you sneeze, although without the risk of your eyes being catapulted out of your head.* This kitten looks a bit like me reading the motivational quotes:
Damn you kitten.
As powerful as positive thinking can be, I sense that this isn’t my morning and that I should listen to the kitten and get on with some work instead.
What do you do when you are feeling stressed? Do you believe in the power of positive thinking?
*I checked this. It is a myth. Probably something I should have known already.