Why does it always fucking rain on me!

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Hey everyone,

Welcome back to crazy little things! I hope everyone is doing ok and if you are not, well that is ok too because you don’t have to be ok all the time as you are only human. In the words of Panic At The Disco, “ it’s much better to face these kind of things with a sense of poise and rationality”. Rationality, what is that? As my mind likes to go from zero to a hundred, which totally misses out rationality along the way. Whether it is the bitch of anxiety on my back or the dark cloud of depression there is no sense of being rational anywhere to be found in my train of thought. There is though, over thinking, overreacting and self-hatred, I am so happy my train of thought doesn’t miss those stops along the way. Oh and not forgetting my good friend sarcasm as you can see is always down for a train journey.
The thing is, sometimes I know I am not being rational but I still let the train of thought rush right pass that stop because hey, what’s the worst that could happen,missing one little stop? Yeah, I know stupid right but you try telling the bitch of anxiety or the dark cloud of depression to make a stop at a place that they really hate. That’s just like if someone was trying to tell me that tea tastes nasty, my fingers would be in ears so fast you would think you were dealing with a child.

Which brings me to my tip of the day –

Why does it always fucking rain on me!

If wallowing was an Olympic sport, man I would be one of the top contenders for a fucking gold medal. Whenever something goes wrong in life or you feel mistreated who does your mental illness point the finger at to who’s at fault? Yeah, that’s right it’s your fault, you’re the one who caused this whether by doing something or for just fucking existing. Yeah, not rational but nowhere in the description of an mental illness is the word rational. That is something we have to try to add to the train thought.
That finger is wrong by the way that is pointing your way, you are not to blame for the world problems, you are not responsible for other people’s actions and neither do you possess mind control to dictate their thoughts of you.
it is never too late to turn that train of thought around and head back to being rational and that means you can point your own finger straight back at your mental illness, you know which finger I mean. So it may feel like it always fucking rains on you and sometimes it’s not about learning to dance in the rain, sometimes it’s about finding shelter and realizing its just a shower it won’t last forever.
Take care,
Vixxy Rose
xxx

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