I found myself annoyed today.
I kept reminding myself that the annoyance really wasn’t worth my fucks– that it’s just an emotional reaction to my internal stories and how I perceive the world around me.
That’s great and all.
But knowing that, what am I supposed to do with it? Do I vent? Do I rage? Do I ignore it? Maybe do some intentional deep breathing?
I wonder how I can just be a witness to my stories and emotions.
Like I’m reading a book or watching a movie about myself.
Like I’m just a bystander– observing and unattached, able to separate fact from fiction.
To be able to find balance between acknowledging my emotions, but also accepting that those emotions are the result of my own made up internal stories.
Letting go, moving on, and choosing self love instead.
Because when it comes down to it– the only person affected by the war of thoughts and emotions in our mind is ourselves.
🤍 amanda maureen