Suicide Tuesday came and went. I’m still smiling. I’m still happy. Life is all spiffy and such. I’m still ok with the break up. Things are in a strange sort of settling in. I happier about most everything than I thought I would/could be.
I’m tempted to wait for the other shoe to drop and for depression to sink in.
Nawww. I’ll just keep smiling and singing and feeling all kinds of loved. I’m going to be ok. I’ll keep on keeping on.
The longer you keep the good attitude, the less the other shoe dropping will affect you, and the longer until it drops.
Go you!
The other shoe’s gonna drop or not, and there isn’t a damned thing you can do to affect that. So just Live it up before it happens, because hey, let’s face it, the shoe dropping could kill you! Or, then again, it could just go ‘thump’ and lie on the rug like a passed-out kitten. Y’know, you never know.
that’s basically what I was gonna say but you said it better.
Yay!
“I’m tempted to wait for the other shoe to drop and for depression to sink in.”
I wouldn’t put energy into thinking about getting depressed. You don’t want to create one of those “self-fulfilling prophecy” situations, right?
But, realistically, you are probably going to have some blue feelings at some point, so go ahead and give yourself permission to feel those feelings, just not in a crash-n-burn sorta way. Stages of grieving stuff. It happens. It’s natural. And it usually means you’re unpacking the baggage, rather than carrying it, fully-packed, into the next relationship.
“Nawww. I’ll just keep smiling and singing and feeling all kinds of loved.”
Excellent choice! ‘Cuz you are loved.
But please don’t feel like you’ve let yourself down if you have a moment when you don’t feel all smiley and loved. You’re human, not a freakin’ emotionless robot.
“I’m going to be ok. I’ll keep on keeping on.”
Of that I have no doubt.
It doesn’t have to turn out to be depressing lovely…
Life is happening for you. Enjoy it.
Thinking of you, will miss you this weekend!
*smootches*