The day that these photos were taken, it was far, far, far from a sad day. It was one of those beautifully sunny days that make you feel your most content self. Not too hot to the point where you are bathing in your own sweat, but just enough to remind you of all the perfect summer moments of childhood. It’s hard to be sad about anything on days like this. But you know what, I do actually get sad. Not all the time, but of course sometimes. Some months I feel the blue more so than others months, and you know what, that is totally and completely okay. I don’t share too much of the sad things on here, because they are things that I like to take the time to contemplate all by myself. But here I am now, saying the truth, and that truth is that life isn’t always a pretty picture, and that it is okay to accept that. Not even a perfectly filtered picture on Instagram can cover up this fact. As human beings, emotions are our biggest strength. And everyday, I am fighting to keep my emotions strong. Not in tact, just strong, so I can feel everything as vividly as I can. Even the the sad things. I get sad over time feeling like it is passing too fast. I get sad when I’m scared about a good thing up and leaving too fast. I get sad when I’m sick. I get sad when I haven’t had an in-depth conversation with my parents in a while. I get sad when I open up to someone, but I still don’t feel understood. I get sad when I feel like I have to keep things on the inside sometimes. I get sad when I don’t feel like I’m good enough, or like I won’t ever be good enough. I feel sad when I fight with my sister. I feel sad when a man makes me feel worthless or ugly or simple like nothing. I feel sad when I’m uninspired. I feel sad when I’m alone sometimes. I feel sad when I read the news on CNN.com. I feel sad when I see someone hurt. I feel sad when I overanalyze and some things seem too good to be true. Sometimes I even feel sad when I feel like no one is reading my blog. Every day, there are emotional struggles like this that can put a chip on my shoulder.
But the thing is, with every spurt of sadness that comes me way and gulps up my entire being, I can always be ensured that something good will happen that will bandage me up and heal me all over again. Usually it’s the little things that happen that make me feel good. Little things that can only be enjoyed in the moment. So little yet so encapsulating that they allow me to forget everything else that’s bothering me or making me feel overly emotional and out of synch with myself. And that’s the best thing about allowing ourselves to feel sad when we want to feel sad. Giving in to our feelings is natural and nothing to be ashamed of. Think about it like this . . . right now I bet you can count on one hand some things that you are sad about, but I bet even more that you can find a hundred times more things to be happy about. That’s what I like to think about when I am sad. And that’s why being sad is okay. Because it gives you more reason to think about what makes you feel like the brightest light there is. Today, think about the good things.