A Few Good Tears

"It's only after we have lost everything that we are free to do anything."-Tyler Durden

 Have you ever had that day where even if in perspective life isn't that bad, but it feels like everything's wrong? Those days when curling in bed with chocolate and crying is all you can do? These people just get labeled as emo and get scoffed at. I know a person who just says "at least it's not the Holocaust."

I mean is it so bad that we get sad and self absorbed sometimes? Do people really think it's such a bad thing that we break down and let things get to us? Are we bad people if we don't put life in perspective and give up for a day? Are we bad for being sad that we were dumped, or we're in a fight with a good friend and show that we are sad, instead of being glad for what we have, not what we lost? We see it all the time. "Be thankful for what you have, not sad for what you have not," "it's not getting what you want it's wanting what you've got" "big girls don't cry" or even "there's people who's lives are worse than yours, what are you complaining about?" It makes it hard for us to let ourselves feel when people shove this in our faces all the time.

I think it's important for us to sometimes take a day and feel sad about things. It's what helps us then move passed it. When you get the cry out, you can then move on. When people act happy all the time and don't let things out, I think it makes it worse for them. That's when it builds and becomes the ugly gremlin that ruins you. Medically, it's actually possible to die from a broken heart. You can't get passed something like that if you don't let yourself feel the pain and give in to it. Only by giving in can we then grow accustomed to it, and one day stronger than it.

Sadness is like a virus, you have to wait it out. Sure, you can fight it with things, but it will just over come your defenses and grow stronger. You have to subdue it and let it run it's course. Then you get passed it and your body has learned how to fight it.

Sometimes things just need let out to be solved. It's not a matter of burning the bridge, but accepting that it's there and daring to take another route. When you allow yourself to feel the emotions and accept them, you'll find out how strong you actually are and that you can get through this.

Cooking With Michelle Part 1

So one thing that Michelle and I do a lot when I visit her is cook. She actually knows something about food and I'm fascinated by it, so it's always fun. Of course when we're together, there is always shenanigans. While it's impossible for me to remember and write about every happenstance we have done, mostly because I have horrible memory, but also because there's been so many, I decided to do a mini series called as you should have noticed;

So the first incident in the kitchen with Michelle I can remember to relay is last Valentine's Day. By last I mean 2010 not this years. I was bound and determined to make a cake for a friend while we were also going to make cupcakes for our drumline.

So the cooking adventure begins the way almost all of my visits to Michelle's does; a trip to Wal*Mart. This time we also had Zach with us. So in Wal*mart, we can never just go to the food we need. We have to roam around the toys section for a while first. I'm in college and I still love to roam around it. There's just so many fun things in there. The board games, foam swords, magic 8 balls, bubbles, hula hoops, tonka trucks. We just wander around and play with what we can until we get in trouble or bored or remember we're on a mission for sweets.

So we finally get to the food aisle and standing and choosing anything is so hard for us.  We just stand and stare for awhile touching things before we decide.

We eventually manage to choose something, in this case cupcake mix as well as a type of cake mix and then travel back to Michelle's to try and cook. 

To be Continued

A Short Emo moment to sum up my last couple nights.

While it's nothing I can go into, I browsed some pictures by people I don't know to show the inside of my mind. 

"We only see stars in the black of night"-I wish I knew