I say repeatedly to myself, to the tune of Bebe Rexha’s ‘Bad Bitch’, buried up to my glasses in Jane Austen’s words.
I would like to think that I am not the kind of girl who sulks, but I am.
I am the kind of girl who throws herself into her work, who gets upset and cries in the shower when there’s no more work left to do, and takes a long time to get over things.
I am also the kind of girl who is strong.
Everyone has different ways of dealing with pain, grief, disappointment, etc. There are some that are unhealthy, but for the most part coping mechanisms are the way that we get through life. For example, I tend to feel down for a few days about negative things that happen in my life, and there are those who would say that that isn’t productive or isn’t helping me, but it is just how I process things. You have to walk across lanes of traffic to get to the other side of the street; dealing with negativity is much the same way. No one is the same; no one’s brains work exactly the same. We go through a neural process called pruning in early childhood, which is entirely shaped by our own unique experiences, and I am of the opinion that that’s a large part of the reason that every human is unique. Throughout the rest of our lives, this means that we all have a unique perspective on situations both positive and negative, and as long as you are not hurting yourself or others, none of these perspectives are bad.
Negativity doesn’t define us. How we react to the things that get us down is what defines us. Whatever it is that you do, however it is you survive, make sure it’s worthy of who you are.
I know summer isn’t ‘technically’ over, but I felt the need to write about this for a lot of reasons. I’ll consider this my official return to blogging for the rest of the school year, since I don’t post in the summer. I hope you all have enjoyed this post, and your regularly scheduled completely irrelevant picture (of the Trevi fountain in Rome)! Please feel free to let me know what you think, and/or what to write about next.