Life is a constant stream of ups and downs. I have lived my life long enough to know that nothing stays the same forever. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. What goes up must come down. You get the drift – a static life is an unlived one. Life will always have low notes. There are always going to be periods when you just want to throw up your hands and give up. There are going to be tears and meltdowns and bad days, bad weeks, bad months, but things will always get better – if you let them.
There is something to be said about grief. Grief is important. It is our way of saying this situation sucks. I don’t agree. I don’t want to deal with it. Leave me alone. Grief isn’t just about death – it’s about ended relationships, losing a job, failing, feeling defeated. To me, grieving is part of encountering unexpected complications, about feeling the sting of what should have been or could have been.
It’s okay if you need to cry, to stay in bed and watch Grey’s Anatomy, to sleep till noon, but only for a little while. The beauty of life is that it keeps going but, you have to keep moving with it. There are periods of life that suck – that’s all there is to it. The bad comes with the good but, grief is not meant to last forever. There have been many points in my life when I thought that the world was over and thought grief would overcome me but, every time, every single time, I’ve gotten through it.
Two weeks ago, I was having a really bad week, a week where everything and anything seemed to crash around me. By the end of the week, I finally just cried and cried and cried. I stayed in my pajamas, watched Grey’s, and just grieved for all the things that shoulda/coulda been.
But, the next day I got up and kept moving, and now, two weeks later, I am making it through it. The things that seemed like the end of the world two weeks ago don’t sting as badly now. Not everything is resolved. The world isn’t instantaneously a perfect place but, I am dealing with it, searching for the good rather than letting the bad weigh me down.
Life will always get better if you let it. Being sad is part of life but so is letting go. When we unpack our problems, we have to leave them behind. You wouldn’t empty your suitcase from vacation and then just keep your dirty, smelly clothes would you? Bad parts of life are like dirty, smelly clothes. Wash them. Throw them out. Do something with them. Don’t just let them sit in your suitcase forever.
The big secret of life is that it will get better, always. It gets better with age, experience, time. You are going to encounter really shitty parts of life, things that just knock you off your feet. But, I promise if you just keep going, just keep moving, just keep breathing – one day you’ll look back and realize what you would have missed if you had gave up and sat down when you wanted to.
Life gets better – but only if you take the first step.