life suckz

Can we just admit that life sucks sometimes? Is that okay? Relentless complaining is one thing, bitterness, only seeing the bad things in life and people, I get that’s not conducive to human health. But guess what, neither is forced positivity, fake smiles, and shoving our feelings under the rug. In our culture happiness has become a prize, a standard to live up to, it’s not even personal anymore. Even if we would feel happy on the inside we are conditioned to believe it is not good enough, we need the next thing. The next raise, the next piece of clothing, the next partner, the next house… the next self help seminar!!! Everyone is a motivational speaker. Everyone has the the one answer to what will finally make you happy. Guess what - nobody is happy all the time. Life has challenges, for everybody. Every single one of us experiences the whole spectrum of emotions. I’m not saying it’s impossible to be happy. I’m not saying people experience life vastly different. What I’m saying is - life hurts. It does. And I don’t think it’s doing us any good to pretend otherwise. If I’m being honest with myself I don’t need another book. Not another course not another fix. I need community. Togetherness. I need people who feel with me. People who are real. People who stay with the messy stuff. People who are not afraid to be imperfect. Sometimes I need someone to tell me it’s okay that I’m hurting. It’s okay that it’s hard. I need someone to take my hand and say “hey, life sucks sometimes, and I’m with you through it. Hold my hand.”

So if you’re anything like me, here is my hand for you to hold should you need it. Because life really does suck sometimes. It sucks so bad. It’s painful and it’s arduous and it’s complicated and it’s lonely. Yet here we all are, going through the same thing in silence. 

I’m here with you through it, going through the same thing. So let’s hold hands, both when life is amazing, and when it feels like you’re in a tumble dryer with no exits.