My Suspiciously Good Mood

An affirmation.

I woke up this morning in a suspiciously good mood. After an especially anxious, blue-tinted couple of months, I’m surprised and delighted to remember that I’m capable of feeling this way. Just because. Before I talk myself out of it, before I plug back into the news cycle and the memeification of modern warfare, before my anxiety hunts me down again, I wanted to come here and say that I woke up this morning with joy at the forefront of my mind. And I deserve to feel good. It doesn’t have to be earned. My value is inherent and I’m affirming that right now. Which is to say:

You deserve to feel good. Your joy doesn’t have to be earned. Your value is inherent.

If, like me, you’re wading through the muck of your own mind, struggling to remember what “good” even feels like, I hope this message is a reminder that you’re far from alone. Hang in there as best you can. And if you’re debating reaching out to someone you trust for support, err on the side of reaching out. (It’s what you’d want your loved ones to do if they were in your situation, right? Right.)