Top of the morning to all of you little rays of sunshine! Are you FEELING IT? Because lately I am just feeling it so hard. Feeeeeeels. I’ve never subscribed to the “fake it till you make it” method. AT ALL. I like to flop around in my moodiness when my moodiness wants to flop. However, a good friend told me years ago that while it’s okay to have a pity party for yourself from time to time, nobody likes a guest who overstays her welcome. So pack it up and pack it in before you hit that point, folks, and you’ll be just fine.
I’ve always found that I get much madder and stay madder longer when I try to pretend everything is fine. Who in the world decided that acting happy would bring happiness? I like my happiness served authentically, thank you very much. And furthermore, there’s nothing wrong with experiencing the full range of human emotions. I got my sister a Marc Jacobs t-shirt years ago for her birthday that said “Where’s the outrage?” on the front. I mean, right? Fun side note: my sister is a therapist. That was such a great shirt. I should have bought myself one, too (because I’m a shameless self-gift-giver).
Obv, my favorite emotion isn’t any of the negative ones; it’s happiness, of course. Having said all that stuff about honoring the emotional mix that makes the human landscape so rich, I really don’t think dwelling in the morass of the sad swamp is best. Get yourself some assistance if that is where you are spending most of your days. I mean it sincerely. You can get through, and the sweet life is waiting for you on the other side.
Happy Sunday, my little peaches! Go spoil yourselves. You deserve it.