Why is everything so heavy?
The question I’ve asked myself over and over again the past few weeks.
So why is everything so heavy? Well, come on in. Grab a drink and let’s talk!
Trying to navigate the world right now and understand it’s vibrations on top of navigating your one is like being stuck between a rock and a hard place. I find myself asking silly questions daily to reconfirm that I am in fact, being a good mom, partner, friend, sister, supporter; whatever the occasion calls for.
Sure, I control my thoughts and emotions. I have to fill my cup first, and handle my shit just like everyone else is expected to. Because you know, adulting.
But I want to be there to support others as well while avoiding conflict. Because that’s who I am. It’s a tricky feeling.
But every once in a while, asking for help should not feel like a punishment. Sometimes taking care of yourself physically and mentally can feel like a monumental task. And then you throw in a sprinkle of anxiety and a dash of depression and that task turns into a monster.
Then you add the heaviness of the world with its current events... that’s like the cherry on top.
If you’ve made it this far, my point is this. It’s okay to feel your feelings. Let those feelings visit. Cry. Scream if you have too. But LET IT OUT. Because the more you hold it in, the bigger it gets. And the harder it is to feel better.
I’m showing up for me. I’m showing up for you. Because out there somewhere, someone knows how this feels.
If you need a healthy outlet, hit me up and let’s talk! Because together is better.