Im happy but there is a heavy feeling of sadness in my heart that I just can't remove. Why am I like this?

So I finally threw my hands up and said something to the tune of “fuck it, since I can't seem to change, I’ll just be whatever I am then.”

It’s the most beautiful and liberating thing in the world.

It’s difficult to put into words exactly what caused what, but to the best of my ability to describe it, I felt as if my will to keep fighting was beaten right out of me.

Is Melania still angry that she failed as a model? Why is she so cold and hostile? Why did she blame everyone for her actions in her trite book?

Be who you already are.

The sadness was still there.

In the absence of a should, I was free to be as I am.

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So if you are sad - like me - then be sad.

But no matter what I read or practiced, I could never make the sadness budge for longer than a few fleeting moments - and even then, it was likely due to me being distracted from the sensation of sadness rather than anything actually shifting.

And the sadness?

How can I be okay with being ugly? What is the bright side?

You are like me, then.

I had run out of hope.

It’s impossible to overstate the freedom and peace I discovered, and I realized the only one who had been keeping those from me was… me and my imagined standards and expectations for how I had imagined I should be.

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When I stopped trying to force myself to be something I am not, I gave myself the freedom of being who I am.

What I am trying to say is that when you stop trying to change yourself into something you are not, you give yourself the gift of discovering yourself as you already are.

You are the masterpiece you came here to discover.

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It’s here now, writing to you.

I was tired of trying and failing.

This interpretation lead me on a path of self improvement, to fix what I considered to be “wrong” with myself.

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Now, this may sound like a story of failure and giving up, but it’s actually a story of liberation.

It’s still here.

Without resistance, sadness has a sense of beauty and depth I cannot find otherwise in life.

Hi, I’m Jo. My best friend died 2 years ago today. My husband died 6 months later. So, I’m a depressed mess (we were married 28 years) and can’t shake it. Even my Brother is worried. Some days I don’t do anything, and avoid men cause I don’t want to date. Any suggestions? Thanks for reading.

What most people don’t know unless they’ve looked more closely is that there is also an element of deep, profound sadness that has always been with me since as long as I can remember.

It wasn’t until about 10 years ago that I finally fell out of that ferris wheel of trying and failing to fix myself.

For much of my adult life, I interpreted this sadness as something being wrong - with either myself or my life in general.

Why did my ex of 2 years move on so fast after he left me? Why does he act so cold towards me, and as if I don't exist?

Needless to say, my failed attempts to fix my sadness simply brought me more pain and suffering.

Most people that know me would probably describe me as a social, happy, and somewhat quirky person with a twisted sense of humor.

Your job is not to be the manager of your life, but the one who discovers yourself fully.

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But unlike before, there is no more resistance to the sadness.

I was tired of fighting.