Namast’ay in Bed

Why is everyone so afraid of being sad? Lately my mood has been the topic of discussion.
“Why do you sleep so much?”
“Depression isn’t a hobby”
“If you want to die so bad why don’t you just end it?”

Whoa there buddy… I’m content staying at home, like to sleep more than the average human (I sleep as much as the average koala honestly), and yeah I’m not the happiest person… but I don’t have a problem with it. It seems like everyone else does though. And it never seems to come from a place of true concern, but a place of malice and even jealousy.

“Why do you sleep so much?” asks the single mother who is constantly tired.

“Depression isn’t a hobby” says the person who always complains about being bored.

“If you want to die so bad why don’t you just end it?” asks the person upset that my unhappiness doesn’t bother me.
Because clearly if I’m not striving for their idea of happiness I must be doing something wrong. I’m sick in someway, it can’t be good for me… Well I’m here to tell you, it’s okay to be sad. It’s okay to waste your day off napping. It’s okay not to be okay.

bethany

9 thoughts on “Namast’ay in Bed”

  1. My bed is my “safe place” and if I need to stay there to feel safe…then damn it it’s where I’m staying! The comfort of my pillows, the softness of my sheets and the mild conforming pressure of my comforter equals safety. You’re not alone.

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