Life has its ups and downs. Good days and bad days. Things that go your way, and things that don't. My brother in law, keeps saying "control is an illusion." I know for sure there are things beyond my control.
Some of what I read for work is - well not very cheerful. I have learned that I need to space out the books on death, with books of life and fun in between them. I am passionate about improving the choices that people make at the end of life. The issues are not easy to spend time with, but a failure to talk about them results in most people dying in ways that don't reflect their values.
I am currently reading several books on trauma, to develop programing on trauma informed lawyering. There are lots of triggers of negative feelings, of long repressed experiences dredged up by these books. I need to space them out, take them a little at a time. And along the way remind myself, that the past does not control the present, the past can only hurt me, if I let it invade the present. Putting the demons of the past into words, helps me render them less powerful.
I manage the ups and downs. Life can't be a bowl of cherries, unless we spit out the pits.
Are you spitting out the pits?