Early this morning, I started writing down some of my life grievances and apparently insurmountable problems just to get them out of my head.
I ended up with 5 pages of angry, sad, hopeless, frustrating stuff. I didn’t want to post it or show it to anyone, because what can anyone really do? Besides, it would only cause more trouble I’d have to deal with, and that I just don’t need right now.
So I laid the stacked pages on a stove burner, turned on the gas, and watched the paper and ink return to the elements from which they were formed. The last sentence on the last page was, “God, Help Me!”
I feel much better now, like I took a giant dump, so maybe it did some good. In any case, my improved mood will enable me to face the day without throwing things or snapping at anyone.
Maybe it’ll work for you too.