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Sometimes You Just Have To Get It Out

Emotions make you cry some times. 

So far this has been a tough year for me in several different areas of my life. I’m usually very calm and pulled together. Lately I have been completely losing my shit. While I’m not at the point that I want to discuss any of the madness I have going on, I will say that showing your children you are not a machine is important. At the end of last year, I probably could count the number of times my daughter actually saw me cry. That has changed.

Photo from: Alexa's Fotos

In raising little humans, we have to be sure to let them know that all days will not be filled with sunshine and rainbows. There will be hard times. Learning how to process your emotions will make you a better person. I had not been doing that for my daughter.

Over this past weekend, she went to spend some time with her grandparents and I spent time cleaning her playroom. I probably went a little overboard. Ok, a lot overboard. When she got home and saw how “clean” it was, she had a mild panic attack and went under the table. She then proceeded to scream the most heartbreaking sound I had ever heard from her. She cried and got upset a few more times that night. The next morning, she told me “Mommy, sometimes you just have to get it out.” She meant her screams, her anger, and her sadness. Once she “got it out” she was fine. She needed her time to process. And just to be clear, I told her I would be doing a clean sweep. She just didn’t realize how clean it would get.

Over the next few days I decided to take her advice and “get it out.” I sat down and made a list of the things that were my current issues. I needed to see them so that I could process. Once I wrote those things down, one by one I thought about them and the impact they would have on me and my life. I cried. For a long time. I didn’t realize she had been watching me. When I was done, she hugged me and said “Mommy it’s ok to get it out.”

At 36 I have learned a very valuable lesson from my 6-year-old. Holding in grief and emotional turmoil wreaks havoc on our bodies and on our spirit. Find your healthy outlet. Sometimes you just have to get it out. 

It is ok to not be ok! Learn what you need to do to safely take care of your emotional and mental health and always make that a priority.



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