Emotions are part of the human nature and system that will ever remain present and active. The tendencies of the causative hormones to rise and react will always be a biological fact that can't be disputed. The only way they remain dormant is when a person becomes "dormant" to this world as well. With breathe living in a person and air flowing through their lungs, emotions are certain to come as the morning and night are always assured. It's then about what these emotions do to us and what we make of them, since it's certain that the living human will always have them to deal with.
What we make of them—now, that's the big deal. These emotions come effortlessly; say like crying or being happy. However, finding their control rather than they controlling us would be the big deal. The ability to think through and be rational when these hormones begin to surface in actions and reactions can be the major concern. Dealing with these emotions have placed persons in despicable and regrettable situations, all because the emotions were overwhelming, influencing their decisions and immediate actions.
Human actions could be said to be largely a product of our emotions. But to what ends? I've had moments of intense emotional pressures. You could say it was a tug of war happening within. Emotions on one side pulling and rationalism on the other. The difference here was, I was tied in between the ropes of this tug of war. And guess what? Emotions won different times. Rationalism did win too.
In this case, emotions got the better. It was a good evening and I was doing my thing online. A message popped up from one of my contacts. He was involved in coordinating a group of us on a volunteering duty, to ensure all goes well. Yes, I was on a volunteering duty—as a graphics designer for a group against gender-based violence (GBV). I was able to carry out some couple of designs already, in fulfilment of my duty, alongside other graphics designers. But then here comes his message.
The content of the message was one that suggested "if" I could carry out a separate, new design task that wasn't initially informed, though I just finished my portion of the volunteering work recently. He should've given another maybe. For some reasons he chose me. And here's when I got emotional. I was in what you could say "a joyful spirit". Somehow I was feeling this positivity that I didn't think much, and would reply him indicating I was good to go. Now, it will be nice to let you know that I had other personal design and writing tasks to take care of. Much more, I was having an outreach to go the next day.
All sounded nice until when the design started becoming a sour duty for me. I began reminiscing how I didn't think through it before affirming. The real burden and complain was when series of corrections and adjustments were continually made, that I had to do them more than five different times. When it seemed the work was pushing more, I indicated how I would possibly not be able to meet another task involved. That was when the coordinator told me this was a volunteering work and I shouldn't have had to push myself this way if I wasn't chanced. Well, it taught me a lesson, and I learnt from my actions due to my emotions.
While it's rampart that we refer to the "negative" emotional side when having such a discourse, I realised the "positive" emotions can play an impact too. This was me being happy and taking a duty I would complain about later. It wasn't about how tiring it became, but because I had much others things to do that I couldn't, all because one emotion let me do the other thing.
This is my entry for the #aprilinleo prompt, day 12 in collaboration with SciFi Multiverse. You can participate here.