I Came Back to Myself Faster

Dear Delyara, I had a low day this week, but I came back faster than I used to. There was a time when one bad emotional day could take over everything. It would spread into the next morning, then the next week, then become the kind of sadness that starts speaking as if it’s the truth about your whole life. This week, I still felt low. I still needed quiet. I still cried once for no dramatic reason. But the feeling passed through me instead of building a house in me. That matters. I think healing is sometimes less about never feeling bad and more about not getting lost there for as long.