liberation

Writing last night proved to be more effective than any therapy I could have engaged. We all have these moments. We all have self-defeating tendencies sometimes, and I’m no different. However, I’ve always run from these things in myself, swept them under the rug, because I didn’t want them to be a part of me. I don’t think anyone wants to admit that things ‘aren’t okay’. No one wants to be the ‘downer’ of the group, or label themselves. So we avoid it, don’t tell others that things are a little ‘messed up’, or that we feel like total weirdos. Because who wants to hang out with someone like that? (In our opinion). Well I had a bad night, and I’m over it now. I don’t have to be ‘okay’ every minute in my life, and I think that I’m finally okay with that. 

It’s just a moment.