When I have the presence of mind, I try to remove the hyperbole from my language and stick to the facts. Emotive language is a hard thing to rein in when you’re in the grip of the emotion…particularly negative.
I have made probably about 8 attempts at the first paragraph of this post but deleted it all because I felt it was too emotive and you’ll all think me a crazy. To hell with that. Think what you want.
Here are two versions of the same story…
1. I just couldn’t face packing today. The enormity of the task of putting my entire life into boxes was too much to bear and I had to take a break or I would have utterly lost it. Between moving and planning Snugglepot’s birthday, I spent most of the day in tears and I still feel like I’m really not copying.
2. I found packing a bit overwhelming today. The task seems quite large as my house is pretty big and I have collected quite a bit of junk over the years. I was somewhat emotional and nostalgic. I am also trying to plan my little girl’s 1st birthday celebrations so I decided to change task and go out and do some errands related to that. I think I could do with a spot of planning.