It's okay to not be okay :)
Nita had been feeling under the weather lately. With her father's constant nagging about her life choices, school life and the fight she had with her boyfriend... It gets overwhelming. Melany hated seeing her daughter in this state. She stayed with Nita until she fell asleep. She was going to have a very long talk with her husband later, but now she needed to be with Nita.
Well, this post also serves as a reminder that it is okay to not be okay. With how crazy the world is right now, don't push yourself too hard. If you're not okay, talk to someone you trust, do something you love, spend time with your loved ones. Things get overwhelming. Take a break if needed and come back better than ever. With that said, I hope you have a holly jolly Christmas/Holidays.
Also, thank you so very much for 32 followers. Everyone has to start somewhere but I am very grateful for the love you've shown on my posts! Thank you thank you thank you once again.
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shoutout to the people who were shamed and hurt for crying so now they fucking hate crying :(
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I don't cry as much as I used to. But there are days I wish I did.
Not for the same reasons, mind you, but because shedding tears is cathartic. The potential for bloodshot eyes, a gooey nose, and a pounding headache is nothing to look forward to.
But that floaty feeling of having dropped unnecessary emotional baggage is almost as exciting as losing or gaining physical weight. The relief that washes over me after a good crying session feels like freedom from whatever thoughts bound me.
Even in grief, my tears pour out the memories of the love I had for someone or something that once was but is no more. Bittersweet. A palatable pain.
I want to cry tonight. But I keep stopping myself. I feel today should be a day of celebration for something good that happened. But the heaviness of life and news that isn't good weighs heavier than joy.
So I'm caught in this conundrum. I believe I should follow after gratitude in the hopes it will lift my spirits. But I don't think that's going to happen. Not today.
I can't ignore this sadness and hope it goes away. I have to honor it and give it the time and space it deserves. Just as I want to celebrate my joy, I must work through the sadness, overwhelm, brokenness, and frustration. Then hopefully, I can immerse myself in happiness, pride, and joy.
I should cry but here I am having a difficult time. I've been conditioned to quickly move through these moments and search for the good. But I've since learned in therapeutic settings not to ignore my "negative" feelings.
I've learned to acknowledge their presence. Maybe I'm ashamed that I'm having these feelings. Part of me believes I should be grateful and that part of me is judging myself.
I deserve better. I don't have to be ashamed of my emotions, of who I am, of what I am going through. I can cry freely, it's OK.
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Celebrate later. Cry now.
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I also sometimes post a sad quote daily so look out for that
This blog is made to let people know it's ok to be sad
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Me: *Washes a dish, puts it on the drying mat. It falls and clatters to the floor, scaring me and, of course, getting dirty again*
Me on a good day: *sighs in annoyance, picks up the dish, washes it again and places it better*
Me today: *stares at the dish wide-eyed and frozen, feeling like everything and everyone/everything in the universe suddenly manifested around me saw my mistake and begins judging me, before bursting out crying and curling up in a ball next to the dish on the floor*
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You say "please don't ever change" But you don't like me the way I am but I'm still on my tallest tiptoes Spinnin' in my highest heels, love Shinin' just for you I want you to know I'm a mirrorball I can change everything about me to fit in and I'm Killin ' parts of myself to fit you Clear as shit I was not the issue If I made you like me, would I even like myself? Pointin ' out all my flaws doesn't help Why don't you love me?
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