This morning I woke to a funk. Yes, mine. Reasons to me were relatively clear. Relationships in my life that are not working. Lingering fear. Dissatisfaction in my primary relationship. To be honest seems like the same stuff that's been hanging on for the last six months.
Today felt heavy. Too heavy for a holiday.
How do I push through it? Cause it seems that I'm unable to go around it. Again.
A holiday means every one is home with me. So solitude is not really the answer. But writing is.
So how did I get out of an epic funk this morning. I got honest with myself. And I cried. Cause feelings hurt. And people disappoint. Yet somehow, someway life moves on.
I got honest with myself by writing about it. Detailing what was troubling me into this place and what I saw as the way out. I gave myself permission to be honest. Even though it wasn't simple or fascinating. And after I was honest, I visualized what happiness would look like again.
It took some time. It took some edits. Isn't that true of life, too? We all need the backspace key sometimes. I did. With my writing.
And then I watching Kid President, 5 Things That Make Summer Awesome. And I laughed. Out loud. And the funk began to lift.
So my strategy to getting out of a funk.
Honesty.
Journaling.
Laughter.
Seems too simple? Seems too silly?
I can tell you it worked for me. Might not work next time, but this time it did the trick. Did those relationships that are not working go away? Nope. Am I completely fearless at this point? Nope. What did happen is that I let it go. I recognized the trouble, acknowledged it and began to think about life beyond these troubles.
And it lifted.
On to celebrate my holiday weekend.
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