This month I’ve been coming back to life and I notice something—
I am melancholy. Like, really, really melancholy. So much so that I am pretty sure it is an immoveable part of my personality, as set-in as the fact that I hate being publicly corrected and love pickled herring and grilled zucchini.
But this melancholy… It’s a thing.
I find it amazing how you describe yourself as Eeyore. To me, you always come across as a very positive spirited woman. You have an energetic way with words, especially when replying to others. It’s all about perspective. ;-)
Anyway, totally in for Project Happy. I’m normally one of those (annoying?) happy people. Life generally smiles at me, which I don’t deserve at all. The downside of it is that I’m very vulnerable in bad days. They throw me off balance completely. I had a working week like that this week. Some small conflicts, being low on energy, having slept bad for a few days, and BAM. I hardly have a shield against days like that.
What keeps me on my feet in such moments is going to the gym or dancing around my house. It helps me release stress and clean out negativity, even if it’s just for an hour. I don’t like fitness AT ALL, but I am a big fan of things like Zumba and Pilates.