As I’ve been experiencing this I’ve been trying my best to observe it, rather than jump right into the middle of it’s drama. It feels like a wave. A rising and falling, an ebb and flow. If I can figure out how to just ride the wave and remember that it will eventually subside I think I will be o.k. The problems arise when I hop on a boat that is going to the Island of Self-Loathing. And that happened yesterday, too. It always does. But it seems like I am able to jump that ship in a more timely way than I used to. So that’s good.