Dancing in the Rain

It was raining today. It’s raining in this photo. But I chose to dance in it. I chose to jump in the puddles like a little kid. 

In attempts to keep my promise of posts prior, I am going to be as candid with my emotions as possible. Not many people are aware of this, but this past school year included, mentally, one of the hardest years of my life. 

Now I know, unfortunately, I am not alone in that experience. However, like I promised myself, I’m going to stop invalidating my emotions. So I’m saying right here, right now, it wasn’t all smiles and sunshine. And honestly, not all of the pain I felt has completely gone away. And I’m learning to deal with that each day. 

And that’s just the thing. I’m learning each day. I already know that no matter what has happened, or what will happen, I’m still standing. I’m still jumping in puddles in the rain. I’m still sitting here, writing this post, knowing my experiences have made me nothing but a stronger person. 

I can choose to be sad that it’s raining, or to dance in the rain. And while, the second option isn’t how I feel all the time, I know that my emotions are valid. They’re okay. We’re not robots that feel one emotion our entire lives. 

I know who I am. And I promise myself I won’t change no matter what obstacle is thrown at me. I’ll just grow like the plants after a rainstorm. 

That’s what I call learning to dance in the rain of life. And I’m damn proud of it.