Today Pagan Culture was spiced up into the triple digits by The Sauce! Yep my Wicked Darlings, Chef Green is the 100th member of our Eclectic Circle. I visited his blog in order to welcome him to the family, and the post that welcomed me made me feel really sad. The words were filled with that familiar pain, which touches those who have known despair.
I'm a very emotional reader, meaning that my feelings are affected by what the written word. This is the reason why I choose to follow a diverse bunch of bloggers who have managed to keep my moods relatively balanced. Chef Green's post listed the "things with which [he was] unwell". They were sad, angry... situations that immediately made me think about the times I've felt that way. Then I looked at my empty picture frame and focused on hope.
My frame made me remember that existing is about suffering and thinking hard, but true living is about hoping for the best all the time. So when memories about bitter relationships tried to intrude, I replaced them with thoughts about a great guy I recently met. Then a conversation I had with a jerk, who told me that the only reason I defended gay rights was because I "was going to burn in gay hell", threatened to ruin my day. I didn't let it; I took a deep breath and giggled, thinking about a picture I saw in Cogent Ascending's blog, which said "This is what it looks like to be gay and fabulous."
I do this often; when I start to feel unwell about a particular issue, I try my best to focus on the things I feel great about. I said "try" because there are some emotions that must be felt, even if they hurt.
What about you? How do you fight back when life's painful realities make the world seem like the most awful of places?
Mildly unrelated note: I bet you didn't know that a gay hell actually existed. Well, don't feel too bad, neither did I. I guess that this separation, on earth and in hell, is only known and understood by the highly ignorant. This might explain why the members of our Eclectic Circle didn't know about the place.