dear depression diary,
today, we’re going to talk about the importance of crying.
the last few days have been rough for me, and I have been trying to find healthy ways of dealing and healing. writing, drawing, painting, coloring, walking, and honestly just remembering to take deep breaths when my emotions are the most heightened.
but today, I remembered the importance of crying. holding in my feelings has never ended well for me. the results usually range from an angry explosion of words or public breakdowns triggered by the most miniscule occurrences; that is not who I want to be. I used to be someone who would shut down in moments of extreme grief or stress, bottling up everything I was feeling and refusing to talk about the things that were affecting me. I have worked so hard to not be that person …so I grabbed my headphones, put on coloring by kevin garrett and just let myself cry.
I cried until I felt the weight lift off of me. took a few deep breaths, and then cried because I realized that it is not the end. sometimes it feels like it is, and it can so much easier to think about giving up as opposed to pushing forward. I am stronger than anything that the universe has thrown my way. I have overcome so many obstacles in my life, and almost every single time I have shed tears of defeat.
today, I shed tears of triumph.
lesson of the day: allow yourself to feel everything, be emotionally present in all your moments. your happiest moments are direct reflections of everything you’ve overcome