I’m sad. I mean sad sad. The kind of sad that rolling over in your bed makes you sadder. The kind of sad that your favorite meal doesn’t make you happy. The kind of sad that aches every inch of your body. Sad that going out with your friends doesn’t cure. The weirdest part of this sad is, I have no idea why I’m sad. I never allow myself to stay sad for long anymore. I think that’s why I’m so sad. Because I limit my sad feelings. I’ve had something pretty upsetting happen lately that changed my heart and mind. But I’m not sad I’m changing, this change was meant to happen for me to grow. But I think the letting go of certain things so I can grow is what’s continuing to sadden me.
I wish to be happy soon.. but sadness is so comforting. As if you’re not allowed to be happy in a room by yourself but you’re allowed to be sad in a room alone. I guess that’s society talking there..
What makes unknown sadness go away?
xx
emmajo