It’s not always about what to do. It’s not always about how to fix it. Sometimes, you just have to be sad.
I want to cry you out. I want to get you out of my system. I want to forget about you. I want to move on from you. I want to be over you. I want to be able to feel validated without your approval.
There are just way too many factors that can be affecting the way a person feels. Maybe one of a guy’s neurotransmitters has gone wonky, or maybe there’s an external trigger to his distress, or maybe it’s tied to his insomnia or another pre-existing condition. So perseverance is key.
It’s the insurmountable barrier between you and anything good because you won’t let yourself far enough to fall down again. Depression is the snake in the bush watching you build yourself up again piece by piece the way it watches its favorite prey.
Nearly everyone is a little messed up in one way or another. We should all be a little gentler with each other. As Troy Bolton taught me at a young age, “We’re all in this together.”
Try new things out. Build a new hobby. Like cooking, reading, dancing, blogging, or absolutely anything! It’s always nice to have your mind occupied with interesting things rather than curling up in the bed with your week-old pajamas lamenting.
Sometimes I’ll cry about worthy things, but a lot of times I’ll cry because I chipped a nail three days after getting a manicure. It depends on a lot of circumstances. Am I dramatic? Absolutely. Do I get a pass because I’m a girl and being dramatic is in my nature? Absolutely.
We all have those nights when all we want to do is curl up with a glass of Merlot and sob our sad lil’ eyes out. And why shouldn’t we? You cry it out, hon. You cry it out.
Emotions aren’t switches, and I’m not sure how people have come to believe that they are. I can’t turn off when I’m happy or sad.
I think that our bodies have memories
We cannot access with our minds.