The smoke has cleared. Huge, gray rain clouds coasted in and forced the smoke into submission. Now, the clouds hover overhead threatening to let loose again. All are holding their breath in anticipation, we need the rain.
Years ago, someone close to me was seeing a counselor. At one of their sessions, they talked about feeling low and sad. The counselor provided a different perspective (I don’t remember her exact words but I’ll give it a whirl) something to the effect….lows are just as normal as highs but most of us believe we will always feel “good”, “content”, “happy” and if we don’t, we worry there is something wrong with us. On a normal day, and with a normal low — yes, try to ascertain what triggered the low — then let yourself feel it. Maybe you’ll cry, maybe you’ll get angry or more sad but then let it go. Move on. Don’t ruminate too much over the reason and don’t berate yourself for having a low moment.
Of course, long term depression will require more effort and time to sort through. But most of us do have those days where sudden sadness swoops in and it is almost unexplainable. Of course, there is a thought or memory that has been triggered by another thought or memory. Sometimes it can be something as simple as a smell, a sound, a song. Most of us have learned to bury those feelings – don’t let them take hold. They won’t stay buried. I’ve realized that, for me, the act of trying to keep them at bay is what drags me down the most.
Let the rain clear the smoke. Then, let the puddles dry. When you can see across the valley clearly, then you can move.