Some days are a tad longer (or harder?) than others.
Well, there are good days, and there are bad days. And then, there are those days in-between the good and bad.
Lately, I’ve been on an emotional roller-coaster ride. My days have stretched into longer than usual (or is it my insomnia?). Nothing is quite as horrible than feeling pathetically sad when you’re happy, because it just doesn’t make sense. I wouldn’t blame anyone for not understanding – I don’t get it either. I’m happier than I have ever been, but at the same time I get these inexplicable bouts of sadness.
It surfaces in the form of baffling anxiety. It crops up as my heart racing, or my lip quivering. It appears in the quick instantaneous reaction to tiny,little things that bother me although they really shouldn’t. It comes as a need to be alone, or the want to be around those I love. It comes as pangs of loneliness. It comes as the want to be far away from everything, everyone.
It’s just one of those days. And at some point, all of us pave our way through this phase.
It’s sure to pass by. I will be all okay – in the meantime, I shall let the tears run down, bask in the loneliness I yearn for, and try to keep an optimistic outlook.
These long days may go into quiet remission, and rear their ugly head at the most inconvenient of times. But, we come to terms with it, and plaster a smile on our faces nonetheless as to not bring others down with us.
Some days are far longer than others..and these seem to be mine. Just for now (I hope).
Emerging unscathed - today, tomorrow and always. 