I'm depressed. I'm angry. I'm sad. I'm confused. I have a huge whirlwind of emotions flowing through my body all at once. I know why, but I don't know how to get over it. I hate being on the pissy side of life. I'd rather be my jolly ol self and sing some karaoke - sing my heart out! That always makes me feel better and less stressed.Through tough times like this it's almost like I make a complete 360 degree change on myself
and sometimes I freak myself out. It's like being happy little Rainbow Brite and then transforming into the Hulk all of a sudden. Yeah, it's pretty scary. I try not to let the emotions get the best of me, but sometimes you just gotta let it out. You just gotta stop being strong and just cry. Cry it out. Shed those tears. Boy does that feel good, huh?
and sometimes I freak myself out. It's like being happy little Rainbow Brite and then transforming into the Hulk all of a sudden. Yeah, it's pretty scary. I try not to let the emotions get the best of me, but sometimes you just gotta let it out. You just gotta stop being strong and just cry. Cry it out. Shed those tears. Boy does that feel good, huh?Have you ever had those situations where you're super-duper, utterly sad and someone tries to comfort you and says, "Be strong! You have to be strong!" Ugh, I hated that! What the hell is that supposed to mean?! Okay, besides the obvious. I'd honestly rather hear: "Pull yourself together." It's very blunt, very honest, very true. It's almost like a slap in the face to get back into reality. I appreciate honesty, I guess.

I have a very good friend who I never doubt is always honest with me. We'll call her "Kelly". When I poured out my heart to my close friends about my troubles, all my friends would comfort me and tell me what I would probably want to hear. Oh but not Kelly! She was always 200% honest. She's the kind of friend that made me think twice, take a step back and realize what I just said was wrong (or right). She's the one that would tell me that I made a bad choice. Sometimes it would kill me inside when she would be frank with her advice, but I always knew it was because she wanted to be brutally honest with me....and I love her for doing that.
Okay, so I DO appreciate honesty....when it's the right time to be honest. Does that make sense?
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