My ego was badly bruised yesterday because someone rejected my proposal, so I was in a sulky mood until I fell asleep, lol! Ayayay! It's crazy how our pride works. It can be dangerous when not tamed carefully. It makes us feel sour when hurt.
I'm not particularly egotistical or prideful and can usually handle any form of rejection, but sometimes (just sometimes), when my hormones are all over the place, I become a little more sensitive. My default reaction would be silence and curling up in bed. I seem to have influenced the LilGuy 'coz he curls up and wouldn't want to see me eye to eye when he sulks, lol!
But I guess that is way better than spewing less-than-savory words that would cause me later regret. Just being quiet and letting my ego heal naturally by sleeping. And it worked 99% of the time (although it depends on the severity of the situation).
But yes, as expected, my disposition was better when I woke up in the morning. It helped that someone who brutally bruised my pride apologized, lol!
So, all is well, thankfully. I grinned scornfully at myself for reacting the way I did the previous night. And thinking about it, it's a sort of peaceful revolution with other benefits. I kept my sanity and self-respect without hurting anybody; hence, I have nothing to regret. All good!
Anyway, we are currently out of town attending uncle's wake and also that of a young distant cousin, who has gone too soon (35 years old), due to complications in the lungs. Like my uncle, his doctors did what they could (he was in intensive care for almost two months, attended Mom's wake before he was hospitalized), but nothing could be done when his time was up. A grim reminder that even in today's advancing technology, the cure for some diseases is still nowhere. Maybe this is a wake-up call to make us evaluate how we live our days (a note to self).
Photo is my own. 29062025/22:20ph
