Thankful for warm blankets, warm soup, and a clean apartment. Thankful that I have time to organize my life, and also time to relax and "waste time" on pleasant activities, which isn't really a waste of time at all. Thankful at how well I've been coping, without any substances whatsoever. Well, other than evening ashwagandha or kava, which I'm thankful for too. Thankful at the positive impact of such little things, like daily stretches and meditations, even though they only take a few minutes out of my day. I get a lot more pleasure from them than I thought I would. Thankful that I've been doing gratitude lists. I think there's really something to this that really does re-train one's brain to think more positively and notice the good things more. Thankful at how calm I've been lately! My nerves don't get rattled as easily. I don't immediately go into stress-mode. I don't get annoyed as easily as I did only a few months ago. Thankful that I've been practicing the fine art of knowing which thoughts to engage with - and which thoughts not engage with. I don't obsess as much over bad news or the blunders of loved ones. I move on more quickly from annoyances and worries, my thoughts don't go in negative loops, and I don't feel defeated anymore. I've been handling my shit like a mature soul. It's been good. And surprisingly easy to integrate just a few small changes into my routine. It probably helps that my social activity has been kept at a comfortable minimum, haha. I've been indulging in my introversion and genuinely enjoying the peaceful comfort of it. I even baked myself pie. I've been taking pretty good care of myself in general. I'll get back to participating more with society when the winter plague ends...
2:06 a.m. - 2020-01-12