More coping mechanisms

From previous posts, you can see life has been a struggle recently. So I have a few coping skills I’d like to pass along. Since most of my time is consumed by TV and computers, I have made it constructive (if possible). I started watching Maury Povich and a lot of court shows. It’s a bit of reversed psychology, I guess. My issues seem to slip away when compared to the reality I watch on TV. At least you’re not being sued for child support on the five illegitimate children you ex has. And you’re not going back to Maury for the ninth time trying to the father of your child, right? Right!
Another way I’ve found to deal is to play computer games. Lame, I know. But I focus more on winning the game than I do on my latest mood swing. It helps. There’s nothing like a good game of Vegas-style three-card Solitaire to keep my mind off myself. And if you want competition, may I suggest Yahoo! Literati? It’s like Scrabble. You’re so busy thinking of new and innovative words to pummel your opponent you don’t have time to worry about your multiple personalities fighting with each other.
And last, but not least, I name EVERYTHING. My laptop is tenderly known as Tode. Cute, I know! And the couch is Dirty Harry (bought second-hand, who knows what’s been on that thing?). It may sound crazy, but let me explain. When inanimate objects receive a name, to me, they receive an identity and personality. That way, I always have someone – or something – to talk to. Like, Gassy, the old stove in the kitchen, and Bertha the bed (nothing like a little pillow talk), or Stinky the trash can. Although they don’t provide the most intelligent conversations, at least I always have someone to listen to my incessant, depressive mumbling.
So now you know. There are ways to deal. They may be a little unorthodox, but they work!