Cancelling The Pity Party
It’s really difficult to find a silver lining in an eight-week cold.
Yes, for the third time, I am meeting Energy Boy with a cold. At least this time I don’t have a cold sore!
Last Sunday I spoke with Party-Cate who told me I had exactly one week to get rid of the cold (she arrives in Paris on Saturday), and Party-Alex agreed with her. Actually every Alex in the personality zoo agreed with her. Well, every one except the Alex who enjoys being sick: Wallow-Alex, aka Self-Pity-Alex.
"Poor me!" he cries every chance he gets.
He’s been feeling neglected lately. When I had my last 9-5 job, he thrived. He was the dominant Alex - so dominant that he was renamed Victim-Alex. He was so thrilled at being in charge that he threw a pity party of such epic proportions, it lasted several years.
When Entrepreneur-Alex was in charge; Self-Pity-Alex would break out periodically. He’d spend a full day wallowing and having a good cry before he was caught and re-caged.
After arriving in France and having my car accident, Self-Pity-Alex enjoyed freedom for a bit. But since then he’s had very little activity. He sits in his cage moping (of course). Last night when my lungs hurt so much I thought I had an alien in my chest, Self-Pity-Alex attempted a break, but I clamped down on him.
I’m in a fantastic country, doing fun things with great people. Why would I let a little thing like an eight-week mucus-fest ruin it for me?
Someday Lessons:
- Nothing beats a good wallow, but self-pity has a tendency to take over.
- No matter how small they are, focus on positive things to end a pity party.
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