Feel All the Feels



Humans are a mess of emotions. We laugh and cry and scream and howl and smile and frown. We live in a delicate balance between bliss and despair – between being on top of the world and feeling like the world is on top of us. We are weird and dull and crazy and funny, and we are all different. There is not one other person exactly like you in this entire world, nor will there ever be again. You are unique, one-of-a-kind, embrace it!

I feel like we are in the throws of a “weird” revolution. More and more often I see people embracing who they are and ignoring the judgements of a confining society. Self-love without abandon. We are getting further and further away from the expectations of being proper and closer and closer to true self-expression. We now live in an age where “Fly your freak flag high” is a quote that is all over the internet and public sex changes are applauded. Finally!

Allowing yourself to feel the pain of your pain, the joy of your joy, the essence of being you, is to truly be alive. But also allowing yourself to just be is incredibly important. Over the years, I have found that I am crazy and weird, and different than most, and I have accepted it willingly and happily. I am always the one that people look at strangely or the one who is doing something deemed socially unacceptable. But to deny myself of that release is to suffocate who I really am. And to change myself to please others literally robs me of me. As you can clearly tell from the photo I’ve carefully chosen for this post, I am completely ok with what I’ve got going on.

“Different people are different” sums it up quite perfectly.

From a young age, we are taught to conceal anger and sadness and jealousy and fear. We are taught to share happiness and bliss and success and triumph. We are told what is “normal” and what is not. This is heartbreaking. The good news is, as with everything, we have a choice. We are not slaves, emotional or otherwise, to society. We can be who we want, wear what we want and love who we want.

We need to release the limitations of expectation and embrace limitless expression.

Are you happy all the time? I sure as hell am not. I am a genuinely happy person overall, but I am definitely not on cloud 9 everyday. We are light beings, but that light casts a shadow of darkness that is as much a part of us as is the light. We cannot be only light.

I am not saying that there is an evil villain within all of us, a dark lord to fear (well, maybe in some there truly is). Rather, that there is simply a part that is not always happy – that cannot always be happy. The part that is a bit cynical and sad and wounded and skeptical. The part that balances the smile with tears and the laughter with moans. The bitch, the asshole, the bastard.

When people say things like, “Wow, she’s such a bitch sometimes!” it’s like, yeah…she’s human. If someone is nice all the time, then it becomes creepy. Such a delicate balance we live in trying to be human and likable at the same time.

We need to think less and care less about what people think and how we should act, and just feel and do more. Dark or light.

I have learned things in the dark that I could never have learned in the light, things that have saved my life over and over again, so that there is really only one logical conclusion. I need darkness as much as I need light. – Barbara Brown Taylor

What most people don’t realize is that the dark is just as beautiful and necessary as the light. Not only is it beautiful, it is profound. The things you notice in the dark may be invisible in the light.

To be sad is to be alive. To be happy is to be alive. To be crazy is to be alive. We are alive and therefore we need to allow ourselves the pleasure of feeling all the feels. Loving yourself is a great way to accept yourself – good and bad.

Honor your self and your feelings and your desires.

Fly your freak flag high and don’t apologize for being human, ever. Unless you’re an asshole and hurt someone – then say you’re sorry.

“You do you, I’m gonna do me.”

6 Comment

  1. Ginnie says: Reply

    Only a face a mother could love.

  2. Maureen Olson says: Reply

    I miss that face and your hugs!

  3. Laura Haberfield says: Reply

    Absolutely amazing, your writing is like wind screen wipers for my soul I can see a little clearer with every paragraph read!

    1. Morgan says: Reply

      That may just be the best compliment I have ever received about my writing 🙂 Thank you so much, Laura! It wipes my soul clean to write and I am so happy to hear that it makes you feel the same. Besos from Spain!

  4. Emily Angelico says: Reply

    Morgan-Just as I expected you amaze w/me your raw, genuine feelings that speak to so many people, especially me. It reminds me of two songs from my favorite artist-Christina Perri, ‘I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be;’ from “Believe,” which I have listened to over 100 times since moving here! And of course the song, “Human.” Thank you so much for sharing and I am writing you another email tonight 🙂

    1. Morgan says: Reply

      You make me so happy with your kind words!! I am so glad that you’re in a good place and living it up in dreamland! I’ve got an eye on my inbox and looking forward to hearing from you 🙂

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