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IT’S OKAY TO BE SAD.


Ever noticed how you hear loads of messages, teachings, and expositions on being happy always, and surprisingly your mood never improves? Well it has happened to me a few times, and at first I thought I was probably having a midlife crisis, but again I wasn’t at that age yet (even though anything is possible in today’s world). Anyways, my conclusion is; it’s okay to be sad.


Honestly, I think most of us overlook this fact, and that is why we are sad in the first place. We go through life in some robotic manner, moving from one phase of life to another while playing the super hero. Every now and then we hear how we should stay happy always and then the Doctors pitch in and tell us the many benefits of smiling and how many nerves we use. Though I do not dispute any of these, but can we be honest with ourselves for a minute – it’s okay to be sad. It's okay to not understand how you feel even sometimes, it’s okay to be confused, it’s okay to beat yourself up once in a while… the secret is not to dwell on these feelings.


If it wasn’t okay to be sad, moody, unhappy, dejected… then we wouldn’t be capable of such emotions in the first place. It is the ability to feel all of these emotions that makes us human and every emotion comes with a process that is meant to make us into a holistic being. It is the awareness that it’s okay for us not to be happy at all times that helps us understand what we need to do to get over such times. But never get to a place where you start to think being unhappy, sad or confused at some point in your life is a disease; never get to that point of disillusion that being sad makes you weird, because even the bible says “sorrow may endure for a night…” Duh!


There’s always a night season… but always look forward to the morning. No matter how thick the darkness of the night is, no matter how long your nighttime lasts, no matter the nightmares that plague you during the night, or the monsters that come out to hunt you - stay expectant, morning is near.

So now you know better; it’s okay to be sad; but don’t stay sad!

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