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When you’ve literally had the best day of your life. Exhausted. Happy. Full. (Of love, and hopes, and dreams of many days like this) ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ #vintagemood #writersofig #veward #microblogger #inlove #polaroid #instaxmini #happy #spilledthoughts #microblog #poetsofig #writingcommunity https://www.instagram.com/p/B7d4uKMl8BB/?igshid=1n79xkg50xmh7

I looked up at these trees in total wonder. Magical. The gift of life as art. For over 50 miles I watched these beautiful icicles glinting in the sun. The natural phenomenon that sun-catchers and twinkle lights are based on. For the first time in many years I was filled with a real Christmas spirit. 
Then someone nearly hit my car as they sped down the highway. I honked in warning. They purposefully sped up and slowed down in front of me, trying to cause an accident. They followed me on the hard shoulder and stared into my car, eyes like daggers, screaming. This went on for nearly 10 minutes until I finally was able to take an exit. I was struck by how much it hurt to look at the beautiful sight when I felt so scared and upset. 
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The holidays are officially over. For so many people it is a tough time of year- the holidays. An expectation of what it should be drags us all down. The stress of spending more time, money and energy than we have to give taints what joy there could be. We miss our loved ones we’ve lost and we are too busy to actually be present with the loved ones we have. 
You cannot escape the world telling you “BE JOLLY!” Simply telling someone to be jolly has never worked. To someone lonely, whether truly alone or surrounded by people who do not have the energy to truly know them, the forcible festivities stand as a stark contrast to their inner world. 
Even though it is a universal truth that people experience the dirge of what once was or what never was during the holidays, it still feels like a lonely existence. An outsider looking in.
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There isn’t a moral wrap up to this story. The holidays will still be hard. You’ll still have times when you are pulled from your happiness by the reality that others are not happy. Because so many of us are struggling. So we try. We may feel alone, but we are not alone. And sometimes, we stand in awe of the world and the beauty it brings. And when all else fails have yourself a merry solidays after the holidays. #spilledink #writersofig #spilledthoughts #mentalhealth #veward #microblogger 


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