Trends go up and down. Now it is hip to wear black and white, beige is kind of out. Leggings are gone, now it is skinnies. The thing I want to write about is my moods. Somehow I’ve become awfully moody. One day I’ll wake up and be desperately down. Like yesterday. I just felt like I needed to run away from everything. All my energy was spanked out. I hated to be where I am, longed for Paris, my old former city.
I have no reason nor right to be this unhappy. I have a company. My husband loves me. I get to have time to fashion blog and paint art. I can have fun with trends or go out for walks as long as I wish. Yet why is it that there are days when I just feel so miserable? I regret moving to Canada. I long for somewhere else. A place I don’t even know exists.
I spend a great deal of time browsing the Net, trying to find answers to this sadness problem of mine. Today, I am under the control of my moods. If the great depression decides to halt above my head, I have no other possibility but to surrender. This doesn’t put me in control of my life. I just observe and obey. And wait for the bad cloud to retire.
Would you have any advice on this? Is there a cure for moodiness? Or is it a part of life, something I should simply accept.