My Reliance on Content Rears its Head
Thanks for scrambling my brain, big tech /s
I'm sitting here feeling sad and distraught by a thing I saw on the internet. At the same time my brain is whispering at me to go on Youtube and find a video to watch.
It'll bring us comfort, my brain whispers.
Based on my observations, this is untrue.
While Youtube videos bring me joy on occasion, there are far more times they don't. Be it drama in the recommendations or me overdoing it by watching too many videos, because I saw something with an interesting title and then I saw one more and-
I've been resisting that whisper for a while, but the idea of giving in is still tempting. I find it interesting that my brain so readily offers up this option, disregarding ones that would be far more likely to actually help me.
Journaling would mean spending time with just me and my thoughts. Usually a helpful endeavor, especially as I'm working to retrain my brain to default to more constructive patterns of action and broaden its even when I feel cornered.
Drawing out a representation of my feelings would let me release some of the pressure without having to get specific with words. Focusing on the emotions also reduces the chance of generating statements that could become part of a spiral of negative thoughts.