Yesterday I woke up dreading my upcoming workday. OK, “dreading” is a little strong, but I did have some potentially uncomfortable conversations coming up, and I wasn’t looking forward to them.
I took this as an opportunity to check in about how I felt about this, and perhaps why. I didn’t journal about it (next time I will), but I think I did take with me a good sense for what I was experiencing, so that I could remember it later in the day.
At the end of the day, after all was said and done, I checked in. The day went considerably better than I had hoped. A couple of those difficult conversations were a lot more difficult in my imagination than they were in real life. This seems to happen to me a lot.
So, why do I write about this? I’m trying to train myself to check in on things I am thinking, and what it feels like to be (supposedly) right about those things. Then I want to repeatedly practice checking backwards after the chips have fallen, to absorb what it felt like to be right, when I wasn’t.