Staying Positive When The World Is A Dumpster Fire And Nobody Seems To Notice

I think I may have mentioned before that I live in a “bubble.” Sometimes by choice, but most times by the circumstances of where I live.

Today, has been a pretty “normal” day at my job. It doesn’t even feel like a war is happening practically next door. I’m sure there is a passing interest in what’s happening. The people I work with aren’t sociopaths. It’s just that this doesn’t impact their lives, or at least that’s what they believe. And for all intents and purposes, it doesn’t. Not really.

Add this apathy to the way they have dealt with the pandemic and my own apathy and despondency continues to grow. I am doing my best to work through my feelings and stress by writing and being creative, but honestly that’s just starting to stress me out even more. I feel trapped, physically and mentally.

I can only hope that this feeling will pass and I will be able to focus on the important things in my life. My art, my friends, my husband.

I will celebrate an acceptance this week! I was very ecstatic about that. I will celebrate the awesomeness that is this amazing writing community. I will celebrate the workshops I will be participating in the future. I will celebrate the daily writing for my #the100dayproject. I will celebrate my next 30 day challenge (guitar). I hope that you all are able to celebrate something today or soon or whenever.

Light and love, always.