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…
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?