The sensation of your high spirits fading away is really
depressing. You can feel that all the hype that you had one day due to whatever
reason is seeping right out of you. And you don’t know how to stop it. You try
putting up smiles. You try to refocus again and again in the things that gave
you that sudden feeling of adrenaline, making you feel like you are invincible
and that everything is going to be
alright. But nothing seems to stop this uncomfortable feeling.
This is why I say you can’t demand people to stay positive 100%
percent of the time. For me, at least, feels like trying to force myself into
something that is outside of my control and will only end self-destruction which
will produce the oh so familiar feeling of depression. So I just wonder how I
can “recharge” my spirits and cheer up. Should I buy cake or ice cream and gobble up? Should I buy new stuff
to distract me from my discouragement? I think the answer to that is no.
In my opinion, and I talk from personal experience, the ignoring
or the distractions we partake to avoid facing the feelings we have inside will
make the inevitable much more disastrous
when it crashes on our faces. I suggest
we do something that has meaning. Talk to a friend and foment a relationship.
Talk to your family and tell them you love them. Work something that will
actually have fulfilling results for you, like studying a new language or a
side hustle to get a little bit more money. Do something so you don’t wallow in
the depression.
♫
Spend all your
time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always
some reason
To feel not good
enough
And it's hard, at the end of the day
And it's hard, at the end of the day
I need some
distraction
Oh, beautiful
release
Memories seep from my veins
Memories seep from my veins
And maybe empty
Oh, and
weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of
the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here ♫
Fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here ♫
Angel - Sarah McLachlan
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