Sam makes important points about coping with happiness.
Confession: When I’m happy, I freak out.
A blog-reader-turned-bestie (yes, sometimes I befriend y’all in real life because you are lovely human beings) and I were recently talking about this over milkshakes. Being happy is terrifying when you aren’t quite used to it.
You know, that dreaded sense that the other shoe will fall? Yeah. That. It’s the worst.
The pressure of trying to sustain something that we’re not used to can create a lot of stress for us. And we might feel the impulse to self-sabotage, especially when we don’t have the support we need to cope.
Sometimes I even have suicidal thoughts when I’m happy. Do you?
The idea that I’ve peaked, and that I might as well die now while things are still good. It seems like the perfect time. Then I fall down the rabbit hole of, “Am I actually happy if I’m having thoughts like…
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