I’ve been having a couple of crummy days.
I’m not sure whether it's the stress, or the workload, or that im frustrated with the rising number of rejection and uncertainty, or if I’m just feeling lonely, scared and lost.
But I KNOW focusing on my bad days isn’t gonna make it any better. So I decided to silently bear my bad days beneath a bright smile, because no one likes you when you are in a bad mood. Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone right?
Then at one point, I couldn't bear it any more. So I ran to my best friend, and started sobbing, ranting and crying.
There and then, I realised I was ‘okay’ with having a bad week and i all I needed was to be heard. It helps when our bad days are acknowledged you know.
I just want you guys to know that its okay to have a bad day, its okay you spilled your coffee over your new white shirt, and its okay to bawl like a baby once in awhile.
Because expressing yourself in one way or another, is a form of healing.
I’m writing this, to remind you u r not alone, and that I HEAR YOU. I hope you find a couple of beautiful moments, amidst the crappiness. After all, life is life.
I’ve decided. It’s just PMS
#baddaysbuildbetterdays #imhereforyou
