A little while ago at work, I made a simple error. I tried to fix it right away, what I thought would be a simple fix. I ended up creating a mountain out of a mole hill.
My thought was I can fix this right away and not impact service. My better judgement needed to kick in.
What was I thinking, I allowed my emotions to cloud my judgement. This happened on a Friday afternoon and it effected me the rest of the day. I ended up making more mistakes which were not evident until Monday.
One of my colleagues asked me a question and I snapped at her. On the Monday I apologized to her. She told me we all have bad days and make errors. I appreciated that.
That Friday afternoon impacted my whole weekend, I was miserable, irritable and not my regular self. I snapped at my partner and my family.
Mistakes can get the better of me and lead me down a rabbit hole of depression. Yet at other times, I am able to shake them off and move forward positively. Thankfully, the rabbit hole was short lived this time.
Why does this happen? It happens because, I think and feel that I can solve the mistake. Past history has shown that I always create a bigger problem by doing this. I allow my body to fester and stew over the mistake thus creating the mountain. This is he beauty and curse of my depression. It is under control, however, it sneaks up on me to disrupt me and keep me on my toes at all times.
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