I’ll tell you this. Years ago I lived and died with my sports teams. When they lost I cried, couldn’t sleep and the men losing to Duke in the Elite 8 that year long ago ruined my entire weekend. I used to turn the sound off for road games because I couldn’t take the women being taunted by opposing fans. You get the picture.
But the last few years of my life changed all that. I am doing a TMI so I apologize in advance. I was mired in a deep depression, and an eating disorder. For about 4 years I had no interest in watching basketball (women or men) and I hardly did. When I did I wasn’t engaged so I stopped. I survived an attempt to end my life. And now, gradually I’m getting better. I’ve started watching games again. And I realize that above all they are just that - games. In the grand scheme of life (mine anyway) they should provide enjoyment. I simply turned the game off last night and did other things. I love watching but damn, there’s so much more to life than analyzing a game trying some damn hard to figure out either wrong or could be better.
Enjoy games for as long as you can.
