I am the sort of person who soldiers on and keeps going. I don’t do this because I am strong or brave (please never tell me I am those things), but because I don’t have much choice. I have to go to work, I have to do the school run, I have to go shopping, I have to socialise in the big scary world. I basically have to be a grown-up, there is no choice to stop, no choice to hide, no choice to just be how I want to be.
Sometimes though I have to succumb to the feelings inside otherwise my poor little brain would just pop. Sometimes it is good to cry and to think about what has happened. Sometimes (like today) I’ve just had a totally crappy day and I need to succumb to my feelings. Often I have control over when this happens, sometimes I don’t. Either way it is essential and a way of releasing the bad feelings.
Wine also helps too! 😉