Just took a little down then back up journey, reflecting now on just how masterful “I” am in terms of coming with convincing reasons to feel bad. Basically started down on this whole narrative about how I wasn’t living the life I should be and was covering up problems through actualism (and thus shouldn’t get back to feeling good).
After getting back to feeling good I just don’t agree with what i was believing at the time. The things I was worried about seem like microscopic unfairnesses in a sea of abundance. Feeling bad about them seems like cutting off my nose to spite my face. Plus it’s obvious that by feeling bad about those unfairnesses I just made piled on more problems for myself and others by spreading unpleasant vibes.