What are we supposed to do when something is absolutely not in our control?
When little incidents are spiralling out of hand and escalating into a convoluted self-esteem damaging issue. What do we do then?
Be a pedestrian and watch from the sides as our mind tries to make a yarn ball out of the most non-serious situations?
Or step in and try and resolve the conflict.
And what happens when we fail at that?
Are we supposed to lament that?
Or are we supposed to let the latent masochist inside us, use this inner turmoil as fodder?
And if the inner masochist is triumphant, how long is it sensible to let yourself harp upon that one insignificant issue?
The irony here is that I know how insignificant this apparent catastrophe is, but I also know that it is crippling me to the point of no-return.
