Honestly, I like many used to let the outcome of the Bills game play way too far into my mental well being. Weeks they lost I was a complete ass. The drought was a fun time to be around me.
My "Come to Jesus" with sports came after 13 seconds. Man, I literally didn't sleep for three days. Got in a real bad mental headspace. Then slowly I would start to see things. Mainly, the players that actually played in that game in Instagram photos, out to dinner all smiles. Heading on nice tropical vacations. Not bothered at all.
That helped me refocus from gameday being all about that dub, to being all about time with my wife, kids, other family and friends that are around. The game is on and I'm still invested...but it's just different now. Once the game ends, my emotional tie to that game ends. I was over last night's loss before the players even exchanged jerseys, did the joint prayer and shook hands.
That's actually somewhat poetic considering the overall history of this franchise.