There comes a time in everyone’s life when something gets to us a lot easier than it usually does, or we have something that sends us into a panic or fit of anger. We can often blow out of proportion the event taking place and make it seem worse than it really is. In such moments, we forget the golden rule of taking a step back to evaluate the situation, which can cause us to panic with a slight amount of overreaction.
In such situations, when we do not have enough time to think things through, we tend to react emotionally to what is happening. When we are emotional, we are not rational! Therefore, our response to a particular situation can leave us and others with surprise.
Aside from said situations, there are also other parts of our life that become our sole focus. We can place great importance on these aspects, even if others do not view them as we do. When much of our time and mental capacity gets taken up by this focus, any disturbance to how we have grown accustomed to it or like it, we tend to overreact as if we were experiencing a sizable problem or disaster. Perhaps this is more so the case when we use this sole focus as an anchor and a means to bring us happiness and relief in a life we find pretty problematic. The external becomes significant and a means to fix what is malfunctioning inside.
I personally tried for a while to obtain happiness and reduce my stress and anxiety through the purchase of many books. I thought that if I filled my bookshelf with enough books I liked, I could feel satisfied and somehow bring myself a small amount of happiness. I was wrong! No amount of books I bought fixed what was malfunctioning within me. Truthfully, I became emptier, more desperate, more anxious, and more depressed as the number of books I was buying increased. Each book I bought added more weight to an already heavy mind. Eventually, I stopped buying books because I ran out of space. If I had more space, I am sure I would have continued to buy more. However, seeing the space on my bookshelf evaporate forced me to face the reality I was running away from. I knew the time had come to turn inward and ask for help. As I did, the importance of the books diminished, and I stopped acting like the world was ending at the sight of the slightest bent corner of any of my books.
I am trying to communicate here that life contains many pitfalls, trials, frustrations, irritations, and other things that boil the blood. Even so, whenever we are face to face with these little gremlins, be sure to remind yourself that whenever you get mud on the shoes, you can easily wash it off. Besides, when taking everything as a whole, what is a little mud on the shoes, anyway?