Happens to the best of us, the most optimistic of us, the cheeriest of us. When dismay and disappointment and despair seem to be winning, and our strength doesn't seem like enough.
The Pity Party.
All is lost.
Woe is me.
My life sucks.
No one understands.
Beware all who enter here.
Why is this happening TO ME?
When will it get better?
We try soothing music, candles, meditation, a nice walk, chocolate, comfort foods, talking to a friend...all the things we're supposed to do, and yet we still feel like crap. It happens. It happens to us all. Now I'll tell you a secret. Come close...
It will pass. It always passes. It may be tomorrow, or next week, or god forbid a month from now, but IT WILL PASS. It's just a funk. It's normal, and it's okay.
I know, I know. "That's not who I am!" No, it most certainly is not who you are. Me, either! I hate feeling that way. But that's just it, you see. It's a feeling, not a personality trait. And feelings are temporary.
Suddenly, as quickly as it arrived, it leaves. Maybe you realize there are others in the world who have it much worse. Maybe the chocolate works this time. Maybe you get an offer on your house (OH PLEASE), but in any case things do get better. They always do.
The important thing is that nicotine is not invited to this party. No matter how you feel today, guard your door against the gate crasher. Don't let cigarettes or vaping or any other form of your addiction come in and ruin everything. It's like letting in that one guy who spills his drink on your new carpet, knocks over a lamp, and insults all your friends.
Stand tall and just let him walk on by.