Sephora keeps sending me emails about their beautiful products that I want. But then my bank account laughs at me. Really hard. And I… I just laugh with my bank account …
All jokes aside, being grateful for all the beautiful things life has given me has helped me immensely. Helped with my “secret” episodic depression. I am grateful to be able to eat, to not live in fear, to live in such a great country where I don’t get judged on my skin colour but more on my actions. In Canada, our judgment goes out to people who don’t hold doors open for others, give up their seats for the elderly, etc. I am grateful to have a loving family, to have friends I can call family, to have clothes, to be able to drink water whenever I please, for free too.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that, once you count your blessings, it lightens up your mood, or at least it lightened mine up. Instead of fantasizing of having more, I have learned to appreciate what I currently have and not have this delusion of having everything in the world. Inner happiness is a peace of mind and no amount of money can bring you that.
To my fellow readers, who have suffered through depression, or feelings similar to mine. Next time you have an episode I want you to stand still in whichever place you are in, and look around, like really look around; take in what life has allowed you to have. Perhaps if you’re in the bedroom, appreciate that u have a bed to sleep on OR even a roof to sleep under. Maybe even smile to yourself once in a while.
One question I would like to ask if that: if you were faced with complicate situations , do you look at it with a glass half full or half empty… how would you answer?