Have you ever had a song bring you to tears? Something about the lyrics or melody just triggers an emotion deep inside and you can’t help but weep?
Well, I have. In fact, that happened to me this past Wednesday at 0645 in the morning. I was sitting in my car outside of work, minding my own business, listening to The Sound of Silence by Disturbed, when it hit me. I’ve heard that song many times before, but something was different this time.
I still can’t figure out what provoked the response. Perhaps I just needed to have a good cry. Whatever the reason, it was certainly cathartic. Just the kind of release that’s essential during this stressful time of year.
I hope everyone has great weekend!
I love being able to change my outward appearance. Dying or cutting my hair, wearing makeup, painting my nails, even dressing in particular styles. These are all activities that allow me to express my inner self in a physical way. And I love it.
I recently decided that it was time for a change. This time, it was the color of my hair. About six months ago, I got it dyed a chestnut brown.
Since that time, it has faded to a mousy medium brown.
It lacked vibrancy, something which seemed to reflect the depression issues I’ve been dealing with for a while. But, that washed out color was no longer reflecting my inner-self. I’m starting to feel renewed and I wanted that change to be more on display.
Which is why I went with a bold new color.
I’ve gone red before in the past. In fact, the first time I ever colored my hair I went red. It was just before the start of my sophomore year of high school. We had just moved from Okinawa, Japan to Preppyville, California. It was also the first time I was going to a civilian school rather than a DoD school. I needed a change and a little extra courage, so my mum helped me dye my dishwater blonde hair to a light, natural red color. I’ve pretty much been hooked ever since.
The ability to make such bold, visible changes is empowering, to say the least. Sometimes, having just a modicum of control over one’s own environment is enough to shake out the cobwebs. To imbue life back where it belongs. And I’m all for making your own statement, whether anyone else likes it or not.
I feel good about myself and that’s all that really matters.
I hope everyone enjoys their weekend as much as I am!
Eight months ago, I published my first book. It’s a book of poetry titled Juxtaposition. It is full of poems that speak to both the light and the dark sides of humanity. I find the contrast between the two fascinating, especially since there is both in every person.
We must all find a balance between what is good and what is bad. Sometimes, that balance is harder to maintain than we’d like. Those are the times when we all need a little reminder that things will get better.
I want everyone to remember that depression lies. You are worth more than you know.
This week has been a total bust. I have bronchitis which refuses to get better and I had to call off work more than once. The only thing I can hope for at this point, is that next week goes smoother. It would be nice if this cough would go away, also.
In the spirit of healing, I will continue to rest and hydrate as much as possible.
I hope everyone else is feeling better than me.