I woke up today to a cloudy, gray, rainy day. And I loved it. Sure, I didn’t have to go out
today so I could enjoy it from inside with a nice cup of coffee, but that isn’t why I loved it. I loved it because I love the rain.
And I know I have talked about this before on this blog, but I am going to talk about it again. Partly because I’m fighting through a bit of writer’s block and it was easy to just write about what I see out my window, but also because it is a topic that is worth repeating. I know what I like and what helps pull me out of my depressive funks, and rain is one of those things.
Being around bodies of water and lighting are also on that list, so it is even better if I get all three together in one, so long as I am not on the water at the time. Some of my favorite memories of nature are watching thunderstorms roll across bodies of water. I’ve done this in the Gulf of Mexico, I’ve done this in Nantucket Sound, and I wish I had had a chance to see it along the Pacific Ocean when I lived out west, but unfortunately Portland, Oregon is a little too far inland.
Knowing what you like, knowing what helps chase away your depression is an important part of self-care, even if they are things that aren’t normal to like. And it just so happens my depression hates the rain and the thunder. And I am just fine with that.
So don’t feel like there is anything wrong with liking something that might ruin someone else’s day. Knowing yourself means knowing what heals you, what restores you, and that is going to be different for each and every one of us.
As always, thanks for reading. If you feel comfortable sharing some of the things that pull you out of the depression, please feel free to do so. Meanwhile, I am going to keep enjoying my rainy day joys. Because after all, you can’t have rainbows without the rain.
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