It’s possible that my current mental health situation is making it hard for me to see the bright side of life. Alternatively, it could be the gloomy weather we’ve been experiencing off and on for the last few weeks, I have been known to struggle with Seasonal Affective Disorder most winters, preferring to retreat to my safe place (bed) and let Anxiety take over. Problem is, I feel that this is being reflected in my posts (or lack thereof) of late so I’ve decided that it’s time to put the rose coloured glasses on, take stock of what’s good in my life and welcome some metaphorical sunshine.
Then she sat at the computer for ten straight minutes racking her brain, trying to come up with something good to write about.
I’m not sure what it is about me and so many of us that makes us lean towards pessimism, unable to see the good in things. There are great things happening around the world every single minute, but we don’t hear about them as much as the doom and gloom. Some of us are so desensitised to the bad and unsettling events that when we finally do hear something good we sneer at it, deeming it ‘not news’ or a waste of our time. It saddens me that people’s lives can be so downbeat and serious.
I like to think that I’m a pretty happy person most of the time, depression drags me down a lot and anxiety tries to keep me there, but I’m pretty confident I have a reasonable sense of humour to be able to laugh at things and enough of a positive outlook to be able to smile at least a little every day. I try not to take things too seriously where possible, but I do find it hard. I’m pretty keen to see more of the cheerful side of life, especially with the world seeming so unstable at the moment.
I think it was last year I saw a lot of friends and people I follow on social media taking part in a ‘100 Happy Days’ experiment. The aim was to post a photo or update every day about something that made them happy that day, no matter how big or small. I wanted to join in at the time, but I was so consumed by life that I never got around to it. I think now is a perfect time to start though. Am I busy? Yes. Do I feel like I have far too much on my plate? Yes. Are there days where I struggle to put on a brave face and get through the day? Regularly.
Do I have time to post 100 photos or essays in 100 days? Not at all, but I’m going to try. Positivity is a powerful tool that has helped me immensely in the past and I often find the simple act of searching for the good in any situation makes me feel calmer. Plus around 71% of people fail the challenge because they think they don’t have time to be happy but I don’t ever want to let that happen to me. I’m hoping that after the first few days it will become a habit that I look forward to and in turn help me with my postpartum depression. I’ve signed up with the 100 Happy Days Challenge
Today’s happiness is the knowledge that I get to go home each day to my family, the two men in my life who are ALWAYS excited to see me after work. Bubble’s face lights up as soon as he realises I am home and he slithers along the floor as fast as his little arms can pull him along, making excited noises as he goes before trying to climb up my legs for a cuddle. It’s at this point that we often have a family cuddle, something that the three of us just started doing after he was born and it’s definitely one of my favourite moments of any given day.
What made you happy or smile today?
Were you able to turn an unhappy situation around?
What are you looking forward to that makes you happy?
Smiles and Sunshine