For about 2 weeks now I've been thinking how I should describe the time we live in right now. What's the use of describing it? I wish I could explain with using only a few simple words but we might need to dive deep into my psyche for the correct answer. Whenever I face a challenge I gather a meeting. A meeting with myself, a cup of coffee or tea and a piece of paper. And I just write. I let the words come out without analysing how good or bad the tone I write in sounds. Usually I'll end up explaining the situation to myself. I write kindly and filled with empathy but I don't lie to myself either, telling myself exactly how it is. In this current situation I need to be my own family, my own best friend and my own psychologist. And you need to be those things for yourself as well.
When we become adults nobody tells us what our bedtime is or how and what we should eat on a daily basis. Suddenly we need to put ourselves in bed and learn to choose a salad over a pizza to help as feel happy and healthy. And this is similar to how I feel right now. Nobody will tell you that everything is going to be fine or that this too shall pass. Why? Because everyone needs to put their own oxygen masks on before they help others. Don't wait for the government to tell you that you'll be fine, don't wait for the media to give you solutions on how to handle your life. Be your own annoying mom who loves you so much that she forces you to get up in the morning and do your homework! It doesn't have to feel perfect, you don't even have to feel fine. Let yourself be bored and "just okay". Every single day doesn't have to be perfect or filled with motivation. Just hang on, whatever it takes, just hang on.
When I was thinking about writing this blogpost I thought of "The legend of Sisyphos". How Sisyphos was punished by Zeus to roll a large stone up a hill for the rest of his life. But the stone always kept rolling back & Sisyphos would have to start the rolling process all over again for the rest of his life. The philosopher Albert Camus later discussed Sisyphos in this work and as an existentialist described that even if it seems that Sisyphos would have a miserable life, he might still choose happiness. What could make him happy then? Well, Sisyphos could find meaning and learn his lesson in the process of pushing the stone. No matter if he never would manage to complete his task, he could still enjoy the task itself. Sisyphos is relatable, in fact we are all like him now. Thinking about our end goal "When will this situation end?!". But we could choose to be happy. To enjoy the opportunity this situation has given us. We can now do things we never had time to do before. We can start a new routine or hobby and contact people that we really want to talk to but never seem to have time or enough courage to do so. Maybe like Sisyphos we should take one day at a time and enjoy that day instead of longing for a better tomorrow in the distance.
Another person I think of right now is Frida Kahlo. Kahlo painted her pain, but she loved doing so because her heart was filled with colors and a need to express herself. Maybe we should just start to openly express our pain? Instead of hiding behind a facade of always having to be perfect. Let's be real - life is mostly painful. Yet we choose not to express it. Why? Maybe we fear what others may say or think of us, maybe we feel like we can't allow ourselves to be in pain in order to be more positive. Let me tell you something. I'm pretty much in constant pain due to anxiety. I try my best to respect myself as an unperfect person and I am not afraid to feel pain, because I see it as a natural part of life. And yet some would argue that I am the happiest person around. How come? I let myself feel. If I cry I cry. If I laugh I laugh. Let yourself feel, whatever it is that you feel.
Hope all of you are doing fine & if you aren't then that is completely fine! ❤
you are like a stream of water. sometimes calm, sometimes in the middle of a storm.