Dancing in the rain.
I think the hardest and the most stressful part of falling down is that you prepare yourself to never let it happen again. Your naive enough to think it'll never happen again. You're walking along with a smile on your face, thinking ah isn't life great? And then BAM! Some wild-ass emotion, situation comes along and slaps you in the face and traps you agains. "Where the fk did this come from?!" You cry.
I think when you learn to dance in the rain, it's trying to create as better life for yourself as much as possible so joyess moments happen as much as they can, but it's also being wise enough to know that no matter how much you try, you're going to get knocked down. You will! No matter how perfect your life is, a big change will happen and bamboozal you. And this might be ok, if you weren't to so busy being harsh on yourself thinking how the fuk did this happen?! How did I get here again? I've put so much work into creating a prefect life. Who's judging me? How can I look like I have my shit together? This form of self-critisism and shame is what makes the low times so hard. You just need to push through them and with all the self-love in the world and just know life will be sweet again and then it's going to bamboozal you all over again. This is learning to dance in the rain! ❤️ #dancingintherain #shame #selflove #selfrespect #love #selfawareness #journey #journal