Ok, let’s be honest, I can be a bit crazy. The first step is admitting it, right? Although I have no intention of being less crazy, that would be like asking the sky to be any other color but blue, sometimes I embrace it more willingly, especially when I am feeling particularly low.
And thus, for many years, when life gets tough and sad, I get into my nuddy-pants, and begin dancing and singing like a maniac, maniac, on the floor. And I’m dancing like I never danced before?… I might have stolen that from Flashdance, but you catch my drift. I suggest you all do this at some point, but note that this should NEVER be done in front of others, and you will need to move items that may prevent nuddy-pants dancing (i.e. furniture, shoes, cat).
The point is, when you get sad, depressed, despondent, miserable, melancholic, dismal, forlorn, woebegone, blue (there are a lot of words for this), find something that makes you happy again, even if it involves making a complete fool of yourself. Embarrassment is something I think we all fear, believe me it’s on my mind quite often, but it’s temporary like all things.
That’s something I have learned more as of late; if you feel heartache, loss, failure, they all pass. Some faster than others, but nothing is the end of the world. That’s the greatest thing about life- it goes on, usually with you. So just dance in your nuddy-pants and find a new way to embrace each day, even when your mind is elsewhere, your feet are still on the ground, waiting.
Allie a.k.a Nuddy-Pants Expert