I love my Daddy
My father is one of my best friends. He's an extremely authetic person who says what he thinks, feels things strongly, doesn't over-exaggerate, doesn't bite his tongue, is reasonable, caring, good-natured, and nurturing. My father is an amazing person.
Last night I threw a fit while I was out with my mother; I had a complete emotional break-down, but I couldn't pin-point exactly what it was. Talking to my dad afterward he made me see that it was Okay that I felt sad. Sometimes you just have to let yourself Feel your feelings; dependent upon our experiences and the kinds of lives we live, sometimes we don't warrant ourselves the emotions ruminating beneath the surface; we think we have not suffered enough, do not have it so bad, have too much to be happy about to feel sad. But that doesn't change how we feel. Sometimes, no matter how perfect your life seems, it gets hard for you. And you're allowed to revel in your anger, sadness, frustration, and disappointment.
One big thing I've got to start practicing is letting myself feel how I feel. That's, in summary, what caused such an explosion of emotions last night. I kept stifling myself, trying to change my own mind, ignoring my feelings, trying to paint on a smile when I wasn't very happy at all. Eventually... Boom. I exploded in a flood of tears, screams, a few painful raps on the dashboard.
One of the reasons I was so sad was because I already missed my dad. :-) Spending time with him at home this past week was one of the best times I've ever had; I can't remember ever feeling so content and happy. And for all the reasons I have to be sad, which I've luckily permitted myself to let flare up in order to extinguish, that time with my dad brought me enough joy to bury the ashes of my misery and paste a smile back on my face. :-D
I love my daddy.
Last night I threw a fit while I was out with my mother; I had a complete emotional break-down, but I couldn't pin-point exactly what it was. Talking to my dad afterward he made me see that it was Okay that I felt sad. Sometimes you just have to let yourself Feel your feelings; dependent upon our experiences and the kinds of lives we live, sometimes we don't warrant ourselves the emotions ruminating beneath the surface; we think we have not suffered enough, do not have it so bad, have too much to be happy about to feel sad. But that doesn't change how we feel. Sometimes, no matter how perfect your life seems, it gets hard for you. And you're allowed to revel in your anger, sadness, frustration, and disappointment.
One big thing I've got to start practicing is letting myself feel how I feel. That's, in summary, what caused such an explosion of emotions last night. I kept stifling myself, trying to change my own mind, ignoring my feelings, trying to paint on a smile when I wasn't very happy at all. Eventually... Boom. I exploded in a flood of tears, screams, a few painful raps on the dashboard.
One of the reasons I was so sad was because I already missed my dad. :-) Spending time with him at home this past week was one of the best times I've ever had; I can't remember ever feeling so content and happy. And for all the reasons I have to be sad, which I've luckily permitted myself to let flare up in order to extinguish, that time with my dad brought me enough joy to bury the ashes of my misery and paste a smile back on my face. :-D
I love my daddy.