A good day can pass without leaving much of a mark.
A difficult conversation stays for weeks.
One small criticism can outweigh ten quiet compliments.
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The mind seems built to notice what might go wrong.
It keeps the sharp moments closer than the soft ones.
Not because the soft ones did not happen.
But because the sharp ones felt like warnings.
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I have started writing the ordinary good things down.
Not to force gratitude.
Just so the day has something else to point to when the harder memory arrives first.
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The bad is not stronger.
It is simply louder in the moment.
And the mind is still learning that not every loud thing is the one that matters most.
