I excuse the bad things that happen by making the entirety of my day a bad day
“I had such a bad day today!”
the truth is
every other day was a bad day
the more ‘bad days’ I had
the more I realized that they weren’t bad days
they were uncomfortable situations
A lot of the time
I forgot about the other good things that happened that day
instead of being proud of myself for what I accomplished
I focused on the few mistakes I did, that all happened from the same thing
And I beat myself up about it
now I remember
it’s not a bad day
It’s a bad situation or a bad thing that happened to me
- Author: Hoolihooli ( Offline)
- Published: April 29th, 2022 21:19
- Comment from author about the poem: A freestyle poem about how I constantly told myself I had bad days when something bad happened but really it was just that one thing that was bad
- Category: Reflection
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