Yesterday I had a fabulous day boarding with B. This follows what was an absolutely miserable Saturday mainly because I can be a self-absorbed, oversensitive fuckwad. Maybe there is something wrong with my brain, but only I have the ability to retrain it to operate properly. I have to stop getting so worked up when things don't go my way. When I let the negative nanny loose in my mind, I can quickly find myself wallowing in self pity which instantaneously morphs into depression.
Yesterday was my best day boarding ever. I started out a little slow, as I am favoring my back, but as the day progressed I started riding faster on more difficult trails including black diamonds. I enjoyed talking with B, the weather was absolutely perfect and I was definitely loving life. I think, for a moment, I was happy. Imagine that...
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I attribute it to "daddy issues..." You know, the being upset when things don't go your way.
It's the little things that make us happy. Well, me anyway. I just try to have as many of those moments as possible.
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