letting go...

So Friday night, I decided it was just time to let it go. I felt like I had been a prisoner in my own thoughts since last August. Can you imagine waking up in the morning thinking about the same situation that you went to bed the night before thinking about? It was complete torcher! But thats the Danielle way...always obsessing over some obstacle in life that I was not able to resolve in a manner that met my needs and expectations. It happens every year. And then one morning, like magic, it just vanishes...I just let it go...I just wake up from the never ending nightmare of my thoughts and realize that some things are meant to be broken...some situations are just unfixable!

So why is it that while i'm being torchered by my thoughts I can't just have faith that the moment will pass? Well, its because at the time it doesn't feel like it will ever end. The moment feels ever lasting. Its grueling...its miserable...but it somehow on someday eventually ends...

I am no longer consumed with thoughts of why things happened the way they did or wondering what I could've done to prevent things from happening the way they did. I just decided that it just happened, exactly the way it did and exactly the way it was supposed to. I was sad about it for exactly the right amount of time and I let it go the exact second that I needed to do so. And that's just it!

There is no secret method to letting go. There is no learned coping mechanism for life's trials and tribulations. Its a very natural process that happens in a time period that is specific to each individual and that individuals' situation. It takes some of us two seconds and others of us two years...It just varies. Some of us can get over it just like that and others of us can not, some of us need anti-depressants to get over the hump and others of us just need a glass of wine...some of us need to seek talk therapy via mental health professional and others of us just need to talk to our person (see Grey's Anatomy to understand Christina and Meridith). Whatever the case may be...its all good!

When I was going through my rough patch many people felt that my felings were unwarranted and exaggerated. I believe that those people were all wrong. They weren't me, so how could they determine how I should feel about or react to a certain situation? And who were they to tell me how long this feeling should last?

I just needed some time. And now, I've bounced back, like I always do and like I always will. I'm armed and ready for the next storm, so bring it on (which was me hitting a cement post at the gas station at an estimated total of...drumroll please...$800 with my broke ass, but its cool!) ...

Hey, that's life (well my life atleast)...i'm rolling with the punches...Let's get it!!!