(Continued photo and blog series for mental health awareness)
Why do we deny ourselves the permission to feel? Or better yet, why are we so afraid to feel?
There is something so undoubtedly ominous about feeling sadness, or negative emotion, that our first instinct is to kill it. To do so, we bury it in a dark, cold place somewhere within. But how can you kill something that cannot be destroyed? How can you kill energy? Laws of physics dictate energy cannot be created and cannot be destroyed… and sadness is energy, and it cannot be killed… it can only be transformed.
We are so at war with ourselves, as if somehow there is an eternal enemy within that must be conquered. When happiness is felt, we assume it is a mere stroke of luck, fleeting, transient, measly… Yet, when sadness is felt, we assume it is a part of us, and that we must be defective. And because sadness is a “flaw”, we must kill it… with drugs, medications, sex, or …. by killing the self. What we fail to recognize is that emotions, all emotions – happiness, sadness, anger, jealousy, peace, contentment… are just visitors. They are mere visitors.
Visitors. Some wanted, and some unwanted. Some are long awaited, others absolutely despised. Some knock gently, others break down our defenses and make their presence known so fiercely. Some just linger by… But just like all visitors, they always, always leave. There always is an end to their stay. So why do you fret?