Two people can have the exact same bad day. The difference is who’s narrating it.

Events arrive the same for everyone and then pass through an interpretation that is largely automatic and mostly invisible. One version reads the day as unlucky and ordinary; the other reads it as proof of something permanent. Neither is a lie, and the second is not a personal failing, since almost nobody chose their narrator. The narration is simply the part that can shift over time.

At the end of a rough day, write what happened in flat sentences with no adjectives, then read it back. The facts are usually smaller than the story around them.