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While I’m all for being positive and hopeful and even living on the side of happiness I’m not the type of person that will ever preach to fake those feelings.
If you’re sad then allow yourself to sink into that space and feel it.
If you’re feeling frustrated then by all means feel frustrated.
You’re human and you have every right to allow your body and mind and heart to express every emotion you’re feeling. To feel every emotion in its fullness, to not deny yourself what you’re feeling inside.
Sadness is nothing to fear or be ashamed of. It isn’t necessary to live in a toxic positive space because you’ve been told you can’t be sad about how hard your life is and how pained your body is.
- Allow the wash of mourning to flood over you.
- Learn from it.
- Heal through it.
- Just sit in it.
If you know me you know that I’m typically a rather optimistic person.
I tend to find joy in most situations, even in really hard and dark situations I’m often looking for the light at the end of the tunnel or the silver lining to it. And I can usually find the light and the lining — I guess I’m just naturally one of those annoying people that typically can find valuable lessons and hope in the broken.
I’ve found that pain has been a great teacher in my life.
I’ve grown in wisdom, compassion, and care through the hard experiences I’ve walked through. Though not easy or preferred I am grateful for the learning of the hard times.
It’s probably my perspective on life and my faith in God, in something bigger than me and my pain, that keeps me moving in the direction of joy and holding onto my hope.
Having said that, it isn’t humanly possible to live in joy and hope all the time. Not one single person can claim the title of endlessly joyful and filled with hope at all times.
It’s part of the human experience to feel grief and hopelessness.
It’s part of our collective human experience to mourn, beat our fists to the sky, cry out in pain, and even go through seasons of hopelessness and depression.
The fact is, some seasons are darker than others.
Some seasons last longer than others…and that’s okay.
It hurts and sucks but it’s okay.
It will be okay.
So the next time you feel like grieving the body you once knew, do it. The next time you feel like mourning the mind you once had, do it. The next time you feel like crying into your pillow until you fall asleep, please feel permission to do it.
Remember, you’re human and those are valid human emotions.0
Hi, I’m Nell. First, I’m a wife and mother, and a believer in Jesus. I’m also a writer of words, maker of art, and chronically ill warrior. This space is where I document this one big beautiful and flawed life. Essays and diary entries, poetry and art, and peaks into my heart. Welcome.