When the going gets tough
It seems like a simple enough fact that time marches on with or without us. The way time seems to rush off when we’re having fun and appears to slow down dramatically when life is unbearable.
Recently my life has been going very well and I love the predictability of my daily routine. So today I had a bit of a shocker when I suddenly found myself being criticised by someone close to me. Now I’ve always felt that criticism has its place but even constructive criticism can be quite scathing. I have yet to meet a person who enjoys being criticised.
So I’ve spent most of my day being upset that I’m not much better at the things that I do. My time has been on a go slow while I licked my wounds. I must admit I’m finding it hard to get going. Perhaps I’m not that tough!