I recently wrote about my struggle juggling personal ambitions and social commitments, and yesterday I failed to write my 200 words because of social commitments (in the forms of meeting, classes, event, and dinner). I only discovered that I was going to lose my writing streak as I was heading home close to midnight.
In a way, this amplified my frustration with making personal compromises for social commitments, but it also emphasized the importance for me to set my own boundaries and to schedule time for things that matter to me. I forgot to write my 200 words because I didn't have a clear plan (and a reminder) to ensure that I would maintain my writing streak.
Frustration isn't always a bad thing. In fact, negative emotions are - in and of themselves - good, in that they bring our attention to matters that deserve our attention. They are a way of being mindful of problems (instead of evasive) and motivate us to do something.
Frustration is far better than numbness or apathy.
I'm frustrated because I care about my goals and want to do something about this situation.
In the next few days I'll have time for myself to reflect and come up with a schedule that respects my ambitions and gives them breathing space to flourish.
I'm looking forward to that.