It escalated to a 90s B movie about a snatched toddler who finds his mother 16 years later. But the son has issues...
Son tries to kill mum. Fails. Mum kills son instead.
Plot twist: *speaks in a hushed voice* he was never really her son
Oooh, it was bad. Still, I continued to watch anyway (I'd send you the link just for laughs, but I don't want to expose you to that mess).
So here I am. Scrolling through the comments section on YouTube (because that's where the real entertainment's at), with the B movie still playing in the background.
And I'm asking myself: "How the hell did I get here?"
I'll tell you how.
I was looking for a way to soothe my discomfort of feeling overwhelmed.
And in that moment, YouTube was my coping strategy of choice. I don't blame YouTube for hijacking my brain for a couple of hours. It was my release.
I'm telling you this because it's so easy to feel guilty for allowing distractions to steal your attention. But the distraction is a call to re-route to a different direction, one that'll serve you better.
After reflecting on my mini YouTube meltdown, I managed to get myself back on track by picking just one thing to work on. Turns out I'd packed so many to-dos into my day, it was making my head spin, flip and pop.
Distraction leaves clues
If you're doing everything but the thing you need to be doing, stop for a moment. Ask yourself "how did I get here?"
Then identify what you need to re-focus your attention.
As always, I'm curious. Tell me what coping strategy you default to when you feel overwhelmed?
Go right ahead. I'm listening