I really don’t like pain. But I’ve reached a point where the pain is inevitable.

It is what it is. I’ve trapped myself in a corner and now I have to find a way to get out. Potential harm to myself and others is a real possibility.

So what am I doing about this?

Intention. Focus. Sustained effort. Get to the end.

Lots of information or stuff coming my way? One step at a time. No panic. When things are looking to piss me off…

“Stoa.”

I say, “Stoa”.

My meager way of stoicism. The thing is, I’m not sure if this has anything to do with stoicism.

All I can say is that I’ll take it as it comes. If I have to get mad, I’ll cap it. If I remember, I’ll say, “Stoa.”

And let it go. And sometimes it works.

It’s working more and more whenever I remember to say it.

Today went as best as it can considering how late I woke up. I regret eating a little late, but I did my best to eat less than I usually do.

The lack of money is getting to me.

Stoa. Go find people you can serve. What do you want?