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A TABOO Thing To Talk About

Sometimes I am lonely.

There I said it.

Sometimes I am lonely. And sometimes I get sad. Or angry. Or frustrated.
But I feel like I cant talk about it, like I have to always be the happy, stress-free version of myself. And that is not always the case. But here's the thing...those stressed out, frustrated, lonely times don't take away the joy and the happiness and the love I feel all the time! It is still there and still thriving.

So why can't I talk about how there are times when I am so overwhelmed I literally don't know what to do with myself besides crawl under the covers and never come out? Why can't I share when I am feeling down, or struggling, or alone?

And why does it seem like such a TABOO topic to admit? Seriously I can't be the only one who ever has or ever will feel this way. Impossible.

The world is not all rainbows and sunshine all of the time and that is okay.

And whether or not you like the rain it is going to come and I am a firm believer that our trials are for our own good and benefit. But they are still hard. And while I don't want to sit around complaining about things all the time (that never solved any problems, I am convinced!) I was laying in bed tonight wondering why it is so hard for us a society to accept that some days are not going to be as fabulous as others.

I am weak.

I can say that one too.

I show emotion. I feel everything so deeply. And sometimes those feelings are ones of sadness and grief and loneliness.

But I also know joy! And peace, and comfort, and love.

And for that, all of that, I am grateful.




ps. thanks for letting me ramble at you. much appreciated.


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