having a moment

Last night, I had a moment. One of those moments that, even in the midst of it, I recognized was ridiculous and overblown and exaggerated. Which made me feel even worse about having the moment at all. Because if I'm going to have a moment, shouldn't it be over something significant and worthy of the fuss? Yet there was this little voice in my head saying, "Just let it out. Let yourself cry a little and stew in emotion and be petty. Let yourself feel this, so you can work through it and move on." So I did. I cried and fussed and indulged my selfish jealousy. And then I was done.

But I still felt a little silly, for having that moment at all. Until I read the Daily Om reflection over lunch, and remembered that moments like that are okay. So now, today, I am thankful for the kind words and comforting perspective that reflection offered - as if Someone knew I needed just a little bit of affirmation and encouragement after a difficult night.

Where I am: home
What I'm reading: Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser