What Keeps Us Going?

  

Caveat: This is a narcissistic post from a narcissistic person (me). Read at your own risk.

My life lately has felt like a bad roller coaster. No highs, just a series of gut clenching drops. It’s as if someone out there is wondering just how low I can fall.
I won’t go into details, those would be boring, but I’ve accepted the idea that many of the lows can be attributed directly to my own behaviors. Sometimes I’m not a very nice person. 

There is a big hole in my character. I’m needy and self-centered, and I crave reassurance. When I’m happy, the whole world could be going down the toilet, and it just wouldn’t matter. When I’m not happy, ain’t nobody gonna be happy. (Forgive the grammar; I was making a point.)

  
What makes me happiest is having an event or activity I can look forward to–say, going to see my kids who live many miles away, or planning a trip to Guatemala, or to an impending class reunion. But we all know those kinds of things can’t happen on a regular basis. 

So how do I keep going and stay happy, on a day to day basis? This blog is one way. I love the feedback and the “likes” and the clicks. They satisfy my need for attention.

Phone calls with my favorite people are another boost to my attitude. FaceTiming with a grandchild can lift my spirits for days. Oddly enough I seldom initiate those calls for fear they’ll be busy and I’ll be intruding.

My relationship with my mother-in-law, Saint Helen, makes me happy, and news that she might be coming for a visit soon has done wonders for my frame of mind. Yay!

I’m not sure what my original point was in writing this except that I began wondering what keeps others going when they sink, or if they sink, into the pit of self-pity. How do you pull yourself up and ignore the greedy little needs that keep you from being happy and productive? 

I’m curious. 

  
Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

12 thoughts on “What Keeps Us Going?”

  1. A glass of wine, calling my brother, calling my brother in law, calling my niece, calling a girlfriend, a glass of wine, a piece of chocolate, a hug from one of my dogs, a good book, a glass of wine, having a girlfriend call me, lunch or dinner with a girlfriend (including wine), swimming, yoga, and a glass of wine. Have a glass of wine Leslie, always works for me 🙂

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  2. We get together, take trips to the back of beyond, act like children, drink like students, swear like dockers, laugh like hyenas, debate like politicians, drip with sarcasm, argue like siblings, forgive like priests, flatulate like hippos, sleep like babies and then come home to wives/girlfriends/partners that have actually missed us almost as much as we have missed them. We are rejuvenated!

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  3. It’s weird I sometimes read your posts and think is she writing about me or her? It’s kind of like you’re my alter ego in some ways. But yes I feel the same way at times, that does not make us narcissists does it? Pass on the wine, i’ll settle for a rum, my dogs, my kids and going on a photo shoot. Or buy a new pair of shoes, a dress, a camera lens or a new car (just did the last one too – lol)

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    1. My newest thing is buying beauty products–not makeup, but masques, scrubs, anti-aging moisturizers, etc. The young people who work at the store I frequent are so sweet. It’s not the products so much as it is the attention I enjoy. So I probably am a narcissist.
      Oh, I love rum. 😉

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  4. planning trips (even if they can’t happen on a regular basis), planning weekends, planning day trips. If that doesn’t work, taking a long vigorous walk and then lazing away with a good book. New moisturizers fun, but not the anti-age stuff (stesses your skin). Glass of bubbly wine…

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      1. not sure. The point is they make you look good ’cause they stretch your skin, but like an elastic, after repeated stretching, the stretch sags….worse than before 😦 I avoid them like the plague after having usend them for 3 months a few years ago …

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