For as long as I can remember I would get this feeling on Sundays that would simply ruin the whole day for me, this dread that prevented me from fully immersing myself in the present moment and this feeling that my freedom was about to be taken from me at any given moment. I remember it being so bad after vacation during my career in the corporate world that I would wish that I hadn’t bothered going on vacation because it simply wasn’t worth the gloom that I felt at getting up on Monday and going through the motions, oh gosh how many emails would be waiting for me? what would I have to deal with when I got back? and what if no-one cared that I was back at all?
Everyone I Knew and the world around me was structured to live for the weekend and Mondays just made it feel like an uphill climb to a beautiful scenic view on Friday, how would we make it to Friday? A lot has changed since I left my corporate career and started my own business yet what I found was the Sunday feeling was still lingering around like a bad smell, a torturous feeling as the day went on, a mood dampener in our home, this heavy silence completely sucking the joy out of everything.
Until one day after talking to a friend it occurred to me that it really was unnecessary to torment ourselves in the way, so I asked myself what was it that was really making me feel this way? Continue reading “That Sunday Mood Killer”