Wow. Its been a long time. I haven’t posted from the throne in ages. That makes me sad. It’s like, what have I been doing with my life? Oh, yeah. Sucking at it.
Anyway, I’ve been feeling a lot better mentally these past few weeks and I thought I’d offer some helpful tips which helped me through some of my most recent tough times and got me back to a place where I’m not necessarily happy but I’m not incredibly morose all the time either.
The first thing I changed was the music I was listening to. I listen to mostly rock music but even rock groups sing about lost love every once in a while. I would find myself listening to songs that related a little too closely to what was happening in my life. Then I would start dwelling on all the shit going on in my life and then I would get sadfaced.
I started listening to Weird Al all the time. I listen to him at home. I listen to him in the car. Not only does Weird Al not sing any songs that will in any way resemble any occurrences in my life, but he’s hilarious. Listening to his music instantly puts me in a better mood because it makes me laugh. Songs such as A Complicated Song, White and Nerdy, and Albuquerque never get old no matter how many times I’ve heard them. And they are always funny. Plus, I have found that I really, really enjoy the polkas.
If you’re not familiar with Weird Al, he does a polka song on almost every album that is a medley of recent hit songs. Sometimes there’s a theme. Other times there’s not. Hell, on Alapalooza he did the entire Bohemian Rhapsody in polka. I’m not sure if I like his version or Queen‘s better. Here’s the polka from his last album, Alpocalypse:
Good times, right? I love it. (Editor’s Note: I just stopped writing this to watch that video. Winning!)
Next, I started enjoying my time more with the kids. When I was in my funk, I didn’t really do much with them. I was sullen and depressed and kind of let them do their own thing. No more. I play with them, Mostly Baby C because the twins are big, bad teenagers now. But I’m making myself do things with them and I’m enjoying it. Especially Baby C, who cracks me the eff up.
When I don’t have my children, I get drunkies. (Side note: When I try to type drunkies into my phone the autocorrect changes it to stinkiest. So when I attempted to tell someone the other day that I was drunkies, what I actually said was “I am stinkiest.” Awesome) I know a bunch of you nurturers and mothering types out there are going to get on me for this, but I don’t care. Alcohol puts me in a fantastic mood. It makes me happy. It also keeps my mind from wandering places I don’t want it to go or dwelling on things on which I’d rather not dwell. And just so you know, that means only getting drunk once one week and three times the next. So it’s not like I’m drinking every day.
Having crazy kick-ass friends to talk to. There are a couple of fellow bloggers with whom I’ve become very close in the last couple of months. We’re lucky enough that we can chat almost all day every day. We’re there for each other. We share are problems. But mostly, we just act silly. It’s a game to see who can make who laugh. We keep each other in good spirits and listen to each other when there’s serious stuph that needs to be discussed. Luckily, they had already made it past my walls before I put my armor back on otherwise I might have missed out on this opportunity to know them. They crack me up, and they’ve got my back. It’s an awesome fucking feeling.
I have been playing video games again. This is something I used to do often, but haven’t done in over a year, really. My game of choice right now is Madden 2013, and I’m kicking ass and taking names with my Cincinnati Bengals. Of course, Madden is the only place the Bengals have kicked ass and taken names since 1988, so I have to take it where I can.
These things, along with getting further and further away from the events that sank me, have helped lift my spirits the last few weeks. I’ve been in relatively good moods (not mopey…and singing along with the music in the car to and from work) and have been enjoying life a bit more. Of course, I have no way to know for sure that these things impact my mental state, or if they do how, but my general level of happiness increased when I started doing these things. It can’t be a coincidence, can it?