The good thing about having a blog that nobody reads is that nobody will judge you for missing a day of BEDA.
And what a day - in fact, almost two days - it was. I'm both simultaneously proud and ashamed of taking two mental health days from uni. One to hug pillows on my boyfriend's couch and force him to watch Into The Woods because it makes my insides happy and the second, today, to try on a costume for a friends party and roast pumpkin for lunch.
But, as lovely and simple and freeing as these two days have been, I still know that when I wake up tomorrow morning I will have to leave the house and take care of responsibilities and as painful and unappetising as it sounds I will have to face the world and that seems a little unfair. The whole point of a Mental Health Day should be to forget that tomorrow and yesterday even exist and live in that single suspended moment. It should not be overshadowed by that little voice telling you that tomorrow is coming.
And tomorrow has to come. It's dangerous to live in the moment of a day for too long, two moments are far too long.
And soon there will be a day where I will have something else to cry over and thats okay. Thats great. It's possible that that thing will make me long to have this thing back in comparison and thats okay too. As long as I keep moving forward, escaping from the moments, and moving beyond into the consequence of tomorrow.
The best thing about being human is the ability to learn.
Positive Memory of the Day:
At a friend's 18th birthday party I challenged three guys to a chilli eating competition. I won with 6 chillies to 3. And then my mouth hurt forever.
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