Wednesday, August 16, 2017

All the Feels

I read a book, Captivating, by John and Staci Eldridge. One of the things I remember is that the world is lucky women are so emotional. We are often taught to think or believe or act that having a lot of emotions are a bad thing. But if we aren't emotional, who will teach our kids to love and be sad and be angry and be happy? And all those things. Who will teach our children that it is absolutely ok to have those feelings, to have the attachment, to care about something enough to BE emotional? I often joke that men are dead inside. But I really don't think that is the truth. I think they are taught that men are not supposed to be emotional. One of the pastors at my church cries every time he delivers a sermon. Some might find this weak. I find it amazing and uplifting. I love to hear him speak. Because I know he firmly and truly feels what he is saying to us.

So why do we, as women, try to hide our emotions? Is it because we are scared of looking weak? How many times have you told a friend or your kids or anyone that it is ok to cry? That it is ok to be angry. To be hurt. To be excited. To be not okay. Or to be better than okay. How many times do you say, I'm fine, when someone asks if you are ok? Friends, I'm not okay. I'm emotional, and it isn't even time for PMS. So I have no idea what is wrong with me. I'm just in a funk. One that has lasted longer than normal. And that is okay. I will be fine, but if I'm honest, I'm not right now. I want to be alone and have a good book and good food. For a few days. I can't do that right now because life happens. So right now I'll settle for going to get a pedicure at lunch, with a good book, and hope that helps. If it doesn't, I'll try something else. I guess the point is that sometimes it isn't easily fixed. So we have to keep trying until we are good. And we have to tell people we aren't ok. Tell your mom. Tell your spouse. Tell your friends. You might be surprised how willing they are to help or give you that weekend away or that night alone. You never know.

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