Sometimes it sucks.
It just does. No matter how hard you try to keep your fecal matter in one pile it just does not want to stay put. Each plan gets derailed. Creative juices run dry. Goals get stalled. Tempers flare.
Yeah, it sucks.
I admit that I don’t handle it as well as I’d like. This is when my simmering anger (like Dr. David Bruce Banner/the Hulk, “I’m always angry”) turns into controlled rage. All my skill and wisdom goes into shut down mode. The “Coach” becomes just another crappy player having a rotten streak.
This is when I remind myself that sometimes the only path out of the swamp is through the swamp. Until you find the other way.
Then, you’re out of the swamp. Until you aren’t.
There will always be another swamp. Another time when you are just another crappy player having a rough streak trying to figure out how the hell it happened again.
It happened again because that’s just how life works. All you can do is try to get a little better at handling it each time.
So I turn green for a while. I try not to smash stuff. And just start walking through that BLEEPING swamp again. Until I find some sunlight and dry ground.