I’m feeling kind of blah today, I blame all the snow. I’m trying to look at it through the wonder of a child’s eyes, but that’s not enough to shake off the blues. Maybe it’s because I woke up and googled someone I had forbidden myself to google. There’s nothing like falling prey to your basic self-destructive urges to get you down.
I’ve been staring at this screen for the last ten minutes wondering what to write next and whether this post was at all appropriate for Cuntlove. Probably not, it doesn’t real fit in with the whole “sex positive” theme. Hell, it’s not even positive, but as someone once told me it’s my freakin’ blog and I can write what I want.
Okay, enough is enough. You can only feel sorry for yourself for so long before it starts becoming annoying. Sometimes when I feel like this, I wallow in it all day. I take a “sick day” bury myself under a mountain of blankets, watch movies, and check out.
It feels good to do that once in a while, but sometimes you also have to remind yourself that it’s okay to transgress your own rules, that “failing” doesn’t make you weak or pathetic, that you can forgive yourself, pat yourself on the back and move on. You have to show yourself the compassion that you offer to others.
I would never judge a friend as harshly as I do myself, and I think that’s a statement that holds true for many people. The thing is, when you judge yourself so poorly you send out the message that you hold others to the same standard.
When a chick who wears a size two is complaining about how fat and disgusting she is, she’s sending out the message that everyone over a size two is much much worse, even though the same chick would be the first to call her size twelve friend beautiful and mean it.
That may be an easy example and it might not apply to all of you, but I think you get the gist of what I’m trying to say here. Compassion is the key. When you enter into a mental tail spin where you get down on yourself, and then even worse, you judge yourself for judging yourself so badly you have to remind yourself to go a little easy and show yourself some true honest compassion.
What do you do when you’re feeling blue? Do you have any secrets hidden up your sleeve that are just begging to be shared with the world?