Been a while. Sorry, not sorry.
Not that I need to apologize to anyone but I thought I’d do this post to check in and, well, tell myself that this too shall pass.
In fact it is already passing.
After feeling a little blue for the last six weeks or so I think I’m crawling out of the slump. Sometimes these things take time.
Again, I can ultimately boil this slump down to external factors. Most of them have been out of my control:
- Stress at work(s)
- Family and two really difficult realities to remind me that death is very, very final. Call your family. If you can. Do it while you have the chance before that’s no longer an option.
- Being sick.
- People can be douche bags.
I’ll say this though: this has been a pretty seminal few weeks and I’m happy, OK more like satisfied, that I am learning to accept that some things really are not in my control. That I can take things as they come, accept them for what they are.
Life’s curveballs aren’t personal. Shit happens. Sadness happens. I’m fallible. It’s OK to make mistakes.
It’s OK to cry when you’re sad.
And it’s OK to ask for help. I may still need more.
But I’ll ask. I’m OK asking.
