Clarity On Fire

I’m writing about something today that’s going to seem really obvious in hindsight, but that never actually occurred to me for most of my life. I used to (still do, but I’m working on it!) go down these absolute spirals of existential angst. I wasn’t always sure what triggered them. All I knew was that I’d start the day out feeling ticked off or moody, and by the end of the day I’d be in a heap of tears or pulling my hair out while dramatically declaring, “What’s the point!?” And by “the point,” I generally meant of anything. Having a business. Trying to be nice to other humans. Dating. Attempting to be healthy. I’ve written before about the futility of questioning how your life is going when you’re in a crap mood. And I stand by that. But what if you could prevent the crap mood from happening in the first place? (Sometimes, at least. 100% prevention of crap moods is not only unrealistic, it’s inhuman.) And what if what triggers a lot of our daily angst is actually the most basic, obvious stuff that we’re tak