Happy HoliDAZE

I’m writing this from the other side of Christmas and this year, that feels hella good.

There was no silver lining, positive thinking, writing, breathing technique that could cure me from my holiday blues. They demanded to be felt. The absence of my dad, mom and sister couldn’t be filled with stories, reflecting on the good memories or my drug of choice: cookies. This year there was no avoiding it, I had to feel the major suck of them not being here. After spending Christmas with my family, I crawled into my bed at 6pm and watched the Morning Show until I fell asleep. I was relived Christmas was over and didn’t feel one ounce of guilt about it.

Allowing myself to feel it so deeply allowed for a glow up I wasn’t expecting. I woke up on December 26th feeling refreshed and ready to create my day. The sooner I accepted the holidays were going to be shit, the sooner I was able to recover from them and process. The greatest gift I gave myself this holiday season was surrendering.