To Living Life Positively

We’ve (hopefully) laughed, we’ve (probably) cried and we’re both happy and sad to see Mental Health Week end. It’s been a wild ride, but much like college — bitch has gotta go. For the very last post of this emotional week, we’re going to look forward to the future. Earlier this week, we talked about PMA: Positive mental attitude — and that’s essentially what today’s post is all about. 

Side note, sorry for the delay, I got caught up watching the final season of The Good Wife on Hulu. If you haven't seen it, start season one NOW!

Everyone’s happiness stems from different things. Your happiness could stem from working out (if you’re weird like that) or from journaling, spending time outdoors or with family, running your business or even just a little downtime. Whatever brings you happiness in life, should also bring a feeling of solace and love — and that love deserves to be celebrated.

To live life in the positive, you should keep a few reminders tucked in the back of your mind somewhere. These are the thoughts in which I want to include in my sign-off on Mental Health Week:

  • Yesterday, we talked about different ways to cope with the emotions that can flood our minds in times of distress. In addition to those, I urge you to find your passion and pursue it with everything you’ve got. The satisfaction of chasing after your dreams can often bring you to a level of happy that you didn’t even know existed. Some people say having kids does this, but being without any, I’m skeptical. 

  • I remember as a young buck, there was a book in my parents' room, Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff (and it’s all small stuff) — I still recall reading that cover for the first time and not really understanding it. After all, I was probably going through a life crisis, like not being able to sit next to my friend in class, or getting the pizza lunchable and not turkey and cheese — you know, real life issues!

    Luckily, twenty-ish years later, I can say that with a (short) lifetime’s worth of trials and tribulations and a little perspective, it is all small stuff. No matter where you’re at in life, at that moment, it’s where you’re supposed to be. I’m a believer in signs, and despite having my share of shitty luck, I still go along with every speed bump, yellow light or flat tire that comes my way, because I was destined to take that little break — for some reason.

    We, as a society, can get so caught up in what we think we should be doing, what we should have, or how far along in life we should be. If you think about it, there is no one path in life. Who’s to say that at 26 you need to be married, 28 popping out babies, 30 an executive of your company, etc? I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, live your life for Y-O-U. Not for the Joneses, not for your parents, friends, spouse or society. 

  • Know that as bad as things may seem, they can always be worse. No matter the circumstance, this will always remain true. Even in the pit of my anxiety and depression, the lowest of lows at work and the pain-inducing agony of a broken heart, I always knew that I could be worse off. The old saying what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger — yeah, that’s true. Cliche as it may sound, every battle, even the ones that were lost, prepared armies to be better — to be stronger.

    My Nana is one of the sassiest and strongest people I’ve ever met. She’s about as tall as a fourth grader (maybe fifth) and somehow, at 6’0, I’m always looking up to her. Years ago, she had a titanium cage screwed into her back — she was overweight, out of shape and diagnosed with breast cancer. While I can imagine that this felt like rock bottom, she didn’t give into that state of mind. She accepted the challenge that was put before her — and ended up kicking its ass. Today, she’s cancer-free, works out (and I mean real weight-training, Zumba and cardio — not water aerobics) and gets more than her 10,000 steps every day. 

    I get an email every so often from her Fitbit account, letting me know that she’s received another step-count badge. She’s walked more steps than the length of Japan since she got that little thing — and with every email, she fills me with inspiration. Not just to get my butt off the couch, but to accept my challenges, no matter how daunting they may seem and look at the bright side. At seventy-five years old, she experiences aches and pains, but if you ask her how she’s feeling, she’ll whip back, “I’m not dead.” *micdrop*

  • Lastly (and I know I’m getting to be a broken record at this point — but it’s worth repeating) know that you are not alone in this. Depression can hit you like a ton of bricks out of the blue, anxiety can strike when you east expect it, feelings of being lost or not measuring up can creep up on you and the pit in your stomach can feel like it’s boring through you when you’re reminded of your grief. In all of these moments, you’re not a single person on a life preserver in the middle of the ocean. I’m here, your friends and family are here, the entire OMG network is here (and I’ve crunched the numbers, this network is growing!)

    Don’t hesitate to vent, to scream, to seek a shoulder to cry on. Ask for help when you need it — there’s no sense in hobbling your way down the road when there are plenty of people that will  drive you. Be proud of who you are as a person, take the good with the bad and know your self-worth and please, please know that you are here for a reason — even if the road ahead looks dark, the sun always comes out again. 


I hope this week helped you find your love, your peace and a little ray of sunshine. I care for each and every one of you — and want nothing but the best for you. 😘