How do people find comfort when the usual doesn’t work?

Let’s talk briefly about yesterday’s post. It was more open than I had planned on writing, and while I’m not back to my regular self, I feel better than I did 24 hours ago. I am meeting with my therapist tomorrow, so feelings will be discussed, and I will cry yet again. It’s times like that when I wish I could just skip to the next scene instead of having to go through each moment and live it out myself. That’s not how life works, but wouldn’t it be nice?

One of the ways that I knew that I was feeling lower than usual was that I wanted to have a show playing on my phone while I cooked dinner, and nothing seemed suitable. Now, I have had that happen before when my mood was a lot better, and still, nothing seemed like the right choice. This time though, it really frustrated me.

Did the platforms fail me or did I fail myself?

I was looking at Netflix, I was looking at Xfinity, at Hulu, at Disney+, and at Viki for options. I even looked through my Movies Anywhere catalog, but nothing clicked. So many platforms to choose from, yet I couldn’t find anything. I didn’t want to start something new, like a new drama where I would need to focus on the subtitles. I just wanted something to listen to, even if I didn’t know the language, which doesn’t leave me many options.

Part, or should I even say most, of the frustration came from the fact that there were movies and dramas that I could watch that would fit the “requirements,” but I was planning on using them for post ideas later on, and I didn’t want to start working on them yet. As it turned out, that act of restraining myself from watching something was only adding to the pain.

How did yesterday end?

Luckily, thankfully, I thought to continue watching Amazing Saturday, and it was the right blend of humor, food, and cast to help lift my mood again. The irony is that I was watching new-to-me episodes, but since I have been meaning to catch up on the show, it was still good to listen to them.

I wish I could say that I would create a list of go-to movies and shows for such an occasion if the need ever arises again. But I have a list, a mental list, which still didn’t help me until the last moment. So what do people do when the stories that provide them comfort don’t work when they’re needed?