Good times and bad times are quite inevitable, even for people who seem to have the best life you can think of. What determines a good time for different individuals is relative. I picked this prompt on good times and bad times because it is something I can easily relate to. In some cases, they can both happen on the same day, with a difference of hours, or sometimes days.
Good Time
My roommates, who were also my friends, and I had to prepare for an exam. It was a difficult course, so no one really had the time to cook a healthy meal, and this had been the case for about a week. One of us suggested that we take an hour or two to go out to a local restaurant where we could get food and eat. It was a good time because it gave me the opportunity to cool off from the stress of the exam period. From the ride to the games we played while waiting for the food, to the feeling of relief from the taste of good food, and more—it was refreshing. This took us just two hours, and I mean, we had been preparing for that exam for about three days. Afterward, we were able to rest, refocus, and study more productively.
Bad Time
During one of my holidays, I decided to learn tailoring and fashion design. I would leave home by 8:00 am and return by 6:00 pm. Most days, I was too busy to get lunch. Coming back really stressed out from the day, I would mostly just sleep off after taking my bath without eating. I knew it would affect my health, but I didn’t take it seriously until one of those days at midnight when I started to have the worst pain I ever had in my life. I didn’t even think of the option of calling my parents on the phone, and I couldn’t shout out for help. I struggled to get warm water from the kitchen (I didn’t know where that thought came from). As I lit up the fire, it was as though I intensified the pain, so I fell on the floor and dragged myself on the ground until I got to my parents' room. I was rushed to the hospital, where I had to spend two weeks before I could get enough treatment and rest to return to my apprenticeship. I regretted ever joking with my health.
Comparison and Contrast
One thing I realized while writing about this is that I was a major determinant in both circumstances. It was an effect of decision-making, which involved letting go of one thing which affected the other or creating an opportunity, as the case may be.
These and many more experiences of both times have taught me a lot of lessons. As in this case, I learned from the good time that it's okay to take a break sometimes, and from the bad time, I learned to take my health seriously.
Whatever the case may be, whether it is a good time or a bad time, they are both part of life. What matters most is how we embrace it, allow it to impact our lives, and learn from it.
Feel free to share your experiences in the comment section.
Ciao!