Here’s to being just a little unstable.
I noticed that I was feeling a little down earlier today. Nothing major, but enough for me to note it. The cause? Well, there’s the usual suspects: first day back at work after a long(ish) weekend; staying up too late on a Sunday night; the nagging pain in my elbow; growing concern over growing debt; and so on.
But by this afternoon, my mood had turned. No, I wasn’t ecstatic–I still had debt and elbow pain, and I was still over-tired–but the feeling had gone.
It may sound stupid (or maybe just egotistical), but I sometimes have to remind myself that it’s perfectly fine to feel out of sorts now and then. I can end up feeling guilty for feeling bad. I mean: here I am, with much to be thankful for, in a job I enjoy and in a part of the country I love. If I feel bad under these circumstances, I must be clinically depressed or just plain ungrateful, right?
So today, I’m reminding myself that it’s OK to feel not OK. In fact, it’s probably a healthy thing. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not making light of depression. I am fully aware of how devastating clinical depression can be. But what I am talking about is: being willing to acknowledge and accept the fundamental instability of our emotional lives.
Feelings come and go.
And thank goodness for that.