Feelings

Chicken Soup for the Average Soul

Recently, my family went through a bit of an episode. My mom wrote about it on her blog and she received so many kind words and prayers. It’s crazy to know how many people have gone through similar situations or worse situations–it really puts things into perspective.

It’s nice to be optimistic, but you also have to allow yourself to feel what your mind is telling you to feel. If you want to be mad, be mad! Yell and scream and write angry letters. If you wanna be sad, be sad! Cry, listen to sad music, sleep, and get drunk. If you don’t express how you’re feeling, it’s becomes more difficult to get over everything.

The most important thing to surround yourself with uplifting people that will take your mind off of everything. A lot of people know just what to say. Validation is key when you’re feeling down and out. When people agree with you, you don’t feel quite as crazy. Some people say the wrong things though. They don’t know the situation and they’ll jump to wrong conclusions. It’s likely that they think they’re helping by thinking of the worst case scenario, but those are probably the worst things you could say. Some people just don’t get it.

But for every one of the people that don’t get it, there are twenty that do. Blogging is a great way to find all the people that make you feel happy and warm inside even when life is already good. It’s crazy how you don’t even have to meet people to have such a strong connection with them. And now I’m blogging about blogging. All time low.

But in all seriousness, it’s great to know that there are so many good people out there in the world and that we aren’t the only ones with problems. It kind of restores your faith in humanity when you read all of the kind things that people say to comfort those in need.

Anyway, don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll be back to my sarcastic, cold-hearted self by tomorrow.

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Feelings

Catch Up Session

I know that most of you are probably wondering where I’ve been–continuously refreshing this page in hopes of a new post. At least that’s what I like to imagine. In reality, everyone has most likely forgotten about this blog. So maybe I’ll start over. Hi, I’m Lily.

Instead of writing with a purpose, as if I were writing a newspaper article, I’m going to just write what I feel. I usually try to have some direction in which my posts show go (funny, informative, opinionated, etc) but this one is just going to be my ramblings. And slightly boring. But it will be very me.

Even though my blog is titled Lily in Canada, I’m actually not in Canada at the moment. I’m back in Chi-town (Chicago). I stopped in Las Vegas for 3 days because I’d never been and well, why the hell not, right? It was fun to see the sights, walk through crazy hotels and get some hot hot heat to thaw my body from the Canadian weather.

I also committed a major crime-I forgot my camera. Sooo here’s a picture of me sitting at my computer.

Excuse my beauty.

Anyway now I’m home and it’s weird. Nothing has changed. I’ve written about this before. After you’re married or move out, your childhood home is still your home, but it’s also not. It’s such a weird feeling. You can’t get too attached because you know you have to leave eventually. So I guess it’s kind of sad too.

I haven’t been reading that many blogs lately. And by that I mean, I haven’t been reading any. It’s kind of freeing actually. I would stress out by telling myself that I had to read every single post by every single one of my followers. So yeah, it kind of became more of a drag than anything. Don’t get me wrong, I love everything that everyone writes. I love that all of the WordPress bloggers are unique and that everyone’s true self shines through in their writing. It just came to a point where I was spending so much time on my computer that I wasn’t spending any time doing the things I like. I would reading blogs instead of hanging out with friends or working out or playing video games (don’t judge). So forgive me for not commenting or writing, or whatevs. I’ve been busy livin’ life.

Anyway, now that you’ve caught up with me, what’s new with you?

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