When I looked at this photo, I thought we looked like an old married couple who are not particularly fond of each other. It was a low time for both of us. We were crazy enough to start doing everything at the same time. We started living together, we started working together, we started a business together. Each of this activities is pretty major, stressful, and requires a great deal of adjustment on its own, but when you put a few of them together you have a recipe for disaster and a threat to relationships. We had different reactions to these stressors. He was mad, 'leave me alone for as long as for ever", "will sit on my ass immersed into computer games for 18 hours" mode. I was depressed, very sad, and found myself crying anytime and anywhere. I know a feelings stays and at times there is not much one can do about it. So it s always a better choice to find something to do, something useful as your rationality defines it or your almost muted by emotions brain sort of remembers. In short, when you can't take the feeling away, do something productive. I danced every other night. On the dancing floor rage came out, and I was a tiger. I was never a confident dancer, but those nights I did not care about the technique or skills. Objectively speaking I was good on that floor. Dancing didn't take my depression or sadness away, but it sort of communicated to me that at least I was not wasting time and nurturing my negativism.
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