Self-Ashtualisation

When Making Lists Started Making Me Listless    As I briefly shared in my last post, a review of a Chinese restaurant I went to, several days ago I felt stuck and therefore, really stressed. Recently, I learnt that there were two main ways I could view stress: I could see it as a red light, a sign that I’d outgrown certain thought patterns and behaviours, or as a mentor who believed in all my potentials to the point of constantly pushing me out of my comfort zone to help me discover aspects of myself previously unknown to me. Despite feeling utterly stuck a few days prior, however hard I tried, I did not see this particular stress instance as a red light – it was as if there was a book of giving up, in which people who should give up on their goals were listed, and my name was just not there! I was understandably sceptical about the whole woo-woo-sounding visualisation thing, so I decided to use the rational approach of mentally listing the benefits of my giving up on my full-time

I had never started a journey – or rather two, since one was physical and the other mental – feeling depleted before, but somehow on 23 Aug 2022, a Tuesday, I did. The stress I had been feeling had lasted for a few days, though Tuesday was in fact the better day compared to those that preceded it. Two hours before I headed to Fok Wah Seafood Restaurant for lunch, I had been reflecting and journaling, examining what had, to be a little melodramatic, gone wrong in my life – what had made me feel stuck. My reflection eventually led me to the decision to change my blogging schedule. It was an empowering decision, but two hours later, sitting in the car, I thought my valid concerns about the possible risks of changing my schedule would not go away anytime soon. Little did I expect a simple meal in a Chinese restaurant could prove me wrong in (such a peaceful or rather peacefull, so-called misspelling intended) style…   My family and I arrived at the spacious, air-conditioned restau