Somedays, my brain gets into introspection mode.
It will ask a few questions and leave me there.
It feels like a hanging.
These moments become tough on me as I enter into self-critique mode:
It is me.
I am responsible.
It was my mistake mode.
In these times, rationality, stoicism & all the learnings get into the warzone.
It’s me fighting with myself.
It’s overall stress on the downside. Like a headless chicken brain acts stupid, moments like these make me realize that we are humans and that negative emotions can ruin good moments of life.
It also makes me realize how imperfect I am.