Sisterly Duty [250.4 lbs]

Blowing things out of proportion.

I had my worst day in a while yesterday. I missed a morning meeting, missed meds, and proceeded to miss literally every habit point in my checklist for what counts as a good day. Binged on junk food - candy and Starburst and chips and everything. Didn't walk. Didn't leave my home.

And yet, it's just one bad day. Back on the horse. I know what to do.

This brings to mind one of my favorite works of art: Salvador Dali's "Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee Around a Pomegranate a Second Before Awakening."

There's the real bumblebee flying around a pomegranate in the bottom, but this woman's dreaming mind interprets it as something far more terrifying and threatening. Tigers and a rifle and a giant fish.

It may be weird to bring that up now, but it fits for me. It's frequently small things that my mind just utterly blows out of proportion, growing into harmful threats that derail me. No immediate answer there, but it helps to remember that it IS a distortion.

I woke up a bit late today as well. Remembered that the thought "it's all LOST now, you SCREWED IT UP!" is... well, not a lie, but not a reasonable interpretation of events or how I have to respond.