In the past, I’ve always appre­ci­at­ed any dis­mal emo­tions I was expe­ri­enc­ing. Even though these melan­choly feel­ings have always been com­fort­able and even inspir­ing to me, I’ve usu­al­ly felt like I’d rather be in a com­pla­cent mood.

I real­ized that some­times it’s best for emo­tions to be felt and expe­ri­enced, no mat­ter how bad they are. Sometimes it’s just bet­ter to let feel­ings run their course, to con­sume the fuel that makes one feel defeat­ed. Of course, this is only pos­si­ble when there is no more fuel being gen­er­at­ed. When there is stag­nan­cy in the sit­u­a­tion and one is aloud to rest in one’s mind, things become much sim­pler. These morose thoughts and ideas need to be embraced and not for­got­ten, so that one can under­stand and learn, grow and be strong.

Eventually, one gets past what has hap­pened, and is a bet­ter per­son for it.