Some days are diamonds, some days are stones
Sometimes the hard times won’t leave me alone
Sometimes a cold wind blows a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stones.
– John Denver, Some Days Are Diamonds
Yep, some days are amazing. And some suck.
Sometimes one big thing goes wrong, and you know the day is going to be a complete loss. But sometimes it’s a bunch of little things that conspire to trip you up. Sometimes it’s a gradual realization that the day is going downhill fast, in spite of your best efforts to prevent it, and all you can do is just hang on and get through it. You know things will get better – you’re just not sure when. Or how.
And eventually, they do. And the memory fades of how awful you felt. Well, you remember that you felt awful – you just forget how painful it was.
And the funny thing is, it’s all perspective. We have complete control over how we react to whatever happens to us. People can find joy in the midst of utter tragedy. Or despair in the midst of plenty. It’s all in how you look at it.
Sometimes it takes too much energy to look for the bright spot in a dark day, though. And it seems that when you’re at your weakest, the universe conspires to throw even more crap at you. Every sorrow, every regret, rushes in to fill the space left when hope and joy disappeared. I think that’s the worst part about being down, when the bad stuff gangs up on you and torments you in the deep dark of the night.
So what can you do about it? Remind yourself that it’s never as bad as it feels. That soon you’ll be back on top, wondering how you ever let the world get you down. Stash some good memories away, to draw on in those dark times. And know that more good memories lie ahead, just waiting to be discovered.
But in the meantime, I recommend good wine and dark chocolate. It’ll make the bad times pass a heck of a lot faster. Just hide the scale, and don’t drive.
This, too, shall pass.
(And if it doesn’t, then we’ll go to Plan B.)