This will be a very personal post.
Because of personal vicissitude lately I am distracted, confused and even sad.
I know it seems a pity said by a girl of thirty years but it's true, I'm sad.
Sadness is a feeling that unfortunately accompanies me for years, at times it is stronger, sometimes it disappears, but lately it is always present so much to ask if there is something pathological or if it is only a moment of existential crisis.
Speaking of sadness seems almost a taboo, yet there is and it affects everyone.
Some are just caressed, others swallowed.
There are those who fight us, who after a while goes away, there are those who unfortunately succumb.
But why are we sad?
Sometimes there are real reasons or facts, a death, a break in a relationship, the loss of a job, other times the problem is all in the head.
As in mine where for the past few months more fog and light have gravitated.
Of course I do not have a job right now and I broke a short love story. Which certainly does not help the desire to smile.
And then there is the malaise the subtle one that you do not understand from what it derives because in the end I do not miss anything.
I have a roof, food, a little savings, steemit, a family, many friends, strange admirers, an active social life.
But one thing I miss a goal and this creates a deep pain.
I can not find anything that has fascinated me or enthusiasm for years now.
As if life were in the end oriented to pay bills and make commissions, a life in short, oriented to duty and I can not blame anyone because I have created myself.
Lack of ambition, courage, a bath of mediocrity in which I no longer feel at ease and from which I feel the need to go out, the risk of being swallowed up and living sad.
And I do not want any more live with sadness.
Have you ever had moments of crisis?
If yes, how did you overcome them?
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