A Downward Day: Dealing with Feeling Sad.

You could ask anyone in my life, but I will be the first to admit I am moody AF.

Sure, maybe it’s just a “girl thing” or hormones or something else entirely, but some days I just go from zero to one hundred, real damn quick. Not all the time, but sometimes I wake up in the morning and I just say to myself “fuck this day”. And that will be my attitude for the whole day.

Or I can just think about something that makes me sad and I fall into a temporary depression, like the fact that I’m not where I want to be career wise and even working towards goals seems so tedious and unrealistic. It bums me out, it makes me lack motivation and even though I know I have to go to work, I just want to lay in bed.

Normally I’m a very happy person, generally I love people and life and I’m happy with the life I live. Yet I will admit that I do let my emotions get in my way. I’ve been told before that I’m an empath and because of that I just feel things very strongly and I have trouble separating my emotions from the truth, or other people’s emotions from the truth.

Today, I am feeling sad. My job is less than stimulating and I feel stuck in a place that I don’t belong. It’s an office job that I need to stay at until November (I agreed to it). I’m alone in this office and few customers come in daily, it’s boring and one of the reasons I started writing more and doing more yoga because I have so much time on my hands. Some people may find this the perfect job but it makes me sad, I want to be doing things with my life and making something of myself. Here I feel like it’s just another year wasted not doing something that I love.

Dealing with my emotions is something I pride myself at being good at. I am very in control of my feelings and I always stress the importance of talking about them and overcoming negative things. But sometimes people have told me I have a strange take on emotions and feelings, which is this:

It’s normal!!

Being sad is supposed to happen. Life is supposed to go wrong, and there is nothing you can do about it. So many people get sad and think that it’s the end, they can’t handle it and never have the ambition to pick themselves up when things don’t work out the right way. So often we see commercials and advertisements trying to help up get rid of discomfort we feel in our lives. Discomfort is apart of life and learning to deal with it will make you a stronger person. Trying to rid ourselves of every small uncomfortable emotion will only make us weak and unable to function in the real world.

I just remind myself that nothing lasts forever, not even the sadness or frustration that I feel in my current life. I do yoga, I eat healthy, I try to stay positive. Taking a pill or drugs to simply just get rid of these feelings is going to be detrimental in the long run, it seems that so many people I know were never told that sometimes life just sucks and that’s the way it is. Life wouldn’t be so great if we didn’t have the sad times for comparison.

So embrace the bad times to appreciate the good ones, and remind yourself that nothing lasts forever. It will all be okay.


Author: Schoarwi

My name is Cori and I'm twenty four years old. So far, life has been a crazy whirlwind of struggles I never imagined and happiness I never knew possible. I graduated college with a Bachelors in Communication in 2015 and since then I've been bouncing around trying to find somewhere that I fit. I am a planner, I love to plan out events, I love budgeting my money and I love knowing what is going to happen next. My biggest struggle that I've had to come to terms with is that no one ever knows how their life is going to turn out. I'm still struggling, especially when things don't go the way I planned. I'm (proudly) in the best relationship I've ever been in and he has two daughters who have blessed my life. I'm living in my hometown despite dreams of leaving and I work for my dad (which I swore I'd never do). Eighteen year old Cori would be so disappointed in the way things ended up, but I'm much happier now than I was when I was eighteen anyway, so screw her.

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