On coping

My colleague had taken extra care in dressing today. During the course of our conversation she said that she took extra care to dress up when she had a bad day. That was her way of coping. Of course after a bout of self pity. I smiled. I too love to wallow in self pity, but for a short while of course. After which like a duck shrugging off water from its back I shake out of the mood. 

Each one of us have our own coping mechanisms. 

What is yours?