When The Fog Lifts

A few days ago I wrote about having the Bad Mood Blues and in case you were thinking I was hiding in a closet somewhere crying into my green tea, I just wanted to let you know that the fog is lifting and I'm feeling much better, or at the very least, much more like myself.

Sometimes I just get like that.  I was rereading my blog a few weeks ago, like from the beginning and I've noticed that I tend to go in cycles.  When I'm up, I'm really up and when I'm down, I'm really down.  It appears I have a moody personality.  Also, the overarching themes that are apparent in my writing is that I have issues with friendship, I'm really insecure, I hate my body, and more than anything I love my daughter and want to be a good mom even if I don't always know how.

I think when I'm in a bad mood or when I'm having an "episode" as I've grown fond of calling them the best way for me to get through it is to just feel it deeply.  Some people seek retail therapy, others talk it out with friends, while others ignore it completely, while I need to just allow myself to feel sad, maybe indulge in a glass of wine or two, watch a sad show and have a good cry.  It always sets me right again.