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Welcome! My name is Melissa, and, according to the title of this blog, I'm going to chronicle my misadventures for your reading pleasure.
Let me tell you a story. I have a friend, who shall remain nameless since I'm about to share a private story of him being pretty vulnerable without his permission. He's a pretty reserved and cynical guy, and he was going through a bout of pretty intense stress and drama recently. Usually, he becomes reclusive when overcome by negative emotions, but like the kind, caring, and overbearing friend that I am, I coerced and basically forced myself into his dorm room. I grabbed a chair and sat directly across form him, begging him to discuss his troubles with me. His eyes began to water, and I got in his face and urged him to cry. After continuous resistance, he finally gave in to the tears, and sobbed on my shoulder for a good few minutes. Our society often has this trope of "get over it" when it comes to bad times and tough situations. And, as I'm sure you know, being told to "get over it" while your world is crashing down around you is pretty crappy advice. Many of us are taught to hide and be ashamed of our negative emotions, especially when it comes to letting tears flow. I'm such a strong advocate of having people show their emotions unabashedly, and I truly recognize the value of a good cry. After this "sobfest," my friend wiped his tears with a smile on his face, and I had even joined in and shed a few tears myself. While all of his problems were certainly not solved, a heaviness had been lifted and my friend and I were able to go about the rest of our day a little less burdened. Believe it or not, many people in my life describe me as happy, bubbly, cheery, and an optimist. Even with my strong passion for tears and sadness, I too view myself in this way. This blog is a place for me to talk about the unfortunate events in my life, wallow in my own self pity, and then go on with my day. I hope you're encouraged to do the same. |