Notes on getting over it - by Jay P - No. J
Any human who has recovered from something difficult will tell you that progress is frustratingly nonlinear. The average day is probably bad, but there are days when things everything feels entirely fine. These days might happen so soon after the event that you’ll feel guilty for feeling OK at all. “Shouldn’t I be sad right now?” Similarly, some time will pass and one day you’ll find yourself deep in the pits. And you’ll wonder, “It’s been so long. How can I be doing so badly?” But that’s just the nature of healing. Why are the high points higher than baseline? I’ve felt some of the most rawest joy of my entire life this year. Maybe it’s because when you’re low for so long any sense of normalcy feels transcendent. Another puzzling thing is how your outlook is also swinging around. When I’m bad, I doubt that I’ll ever get better. What a funny thing. When I’m sick, I think to myself: “Damn, this thing is really kicking my ass. Meh, I’ll be better in a few days.” I don’t think: “Wow, I’m
I thought recovery would be like this: But actually, it was more like this: Any human who has recovered from something difficult will tell you that progress is frustratingly nonlinear. The average day is probably bad, but there are days when things everything feels entirely fine. These days might happen so soon after the event that you’ll feel guilty for feeling OK at all. “Shouldn’t I be sad right now?” Similarly, some time will pass and one day you’ll find yourself deep in the pits. And you’ll wonder, “It’s been so long. How can I be doing so badly?” But that’s just the nature of…
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