Struggling with the mind - How I learned to accept
You struggle to stand up, and as you do, your mind attempts to wiggle around and knock you down. He brings to light what people would rather forget. Not only does he do this, but he goes above and beyond...
Recently, I've been reading a lot about the human mind. This article describes how our minds may tease us into believing weird things have occurred, and how evolutionary psychology lies at the heart of this... We are currently dealing with far too many ideas and practises to keep track of. We've all heard of mindfulness lately, and with good reason. Meditation can also be used as a tool for examining the mind without passing judgement on it. I also tried to incorporate self-compassion into the mix. I possessed a great deal of theoretical knowledge. I would have rather not to have practised, but it was necessary.
I recently engaged in a psychological battle with myself. Fortunately, I was going through a difficult period in my life at the time. As everyone else is ringing in the new year, I am pacing around the hall like a lunatic, struggling to catch my breath. Despite my best efforts, I am unable to get to my secure area away from treatment. I finally gave up after hours of agony. "All right, come on," I said as I shut the door behind me. What happens is as follows.
It was, first and foremost, a painful process. I was unable to decide between two options. I had no idea how to get out of that room, and I had no understanding of what it was like to be knocked down, to mentally recover, or to accept what had happened to me.
I began to talk about the things I wished I could forget. Okay, don't take it personally; just pour! I, my enormous memories, and my dinosaur brain were all crammed into a little space.
I began by imagining the worst-case scenario. They were dealt cards one by one. I attempted to take a step back and study what my mind had to offer me. It was a challenging process. I stayed in the cramped quarters for three days. All of my nightmares, all of my regrets, everything I saw, everything I wished for, everything...
Acceptance was the first and most difficult step in the healing process. I couldn't accept because the treatment had taken away all of my favourite feelings. It was taken from my grasp and trampled underfoot. In the evenings, they may tug on them, but they always cuddle with them and sleep with them. I couldn't figure out what to do when I misplaced my toy.
There was, without a doubt, smoke. The stone had slid from the stone's surface. Whenever I felt dizzy, I took a deep breath and said, "It will pass," to myself. My fury poisoned my mind, causing it to concoct things that would not stand the test of time. It had turned into such a poison that my mind had begun to create things that would not last for long.
The curtain slowly parted, allowing light to stream into my room. So it was all beneficial in the end. The confronting ceremony was completed in three days thanks to the knowledge I gained. Although it had become less painful, it was still quite uncomfortable. I didn't give up; instead, I came to terms with the possibility. A few days later, I was able to sleep quietly for half an hour, which was well worth the loss of a few hours.
Then I wouldn't have to fuel my emotions with my thoughts anymore. The drive to demonstrate our superiority is maybe our most common miscalculation. At the time, I was making a concerted effort not to let information distort my understanding of reality. Simply put, I was looking for activities that would allow me to divert my attention away from my problems.
Not yet, and I was unable to repair my broken item in a timely manner, but I'm getting closer to being finished. That said, it wasn't just me, and the mind isn't important enough to be taken seriously!