Today it’s been one year since David Bowie passed away. Besides being a wonderful artist and blowing me away with his music, he also has influenced my life for the better on many other fronts.I can honestly say I wouldn’t be the same person I am today if it wasn’t for David Bowie. And I will always be grateful for the life lessons he and his music have taught me.
Today has been a sad, weird and surreal day. Ever since Trump announced he would run for president, everyone has been saying he would never be able to win. Didn’t stand a chance. I was scared, but believed them. Trusted the polls, trusted the American people. Today, they proved me and the rest of the world we overestimated their kindness and compassion. They elected someone who doesn’t believe climate change is real, and who hates women, immigrants, people of color, the LGBTQ+ community, the muslims and basically every other minority out there.
I’ve struggled with negative thoughts and anxiety for a long time. It has always been there, as a dark cloud following me around and causing fear. I’ve always explained my situation as “only seeing worst-case scenarios and fears, and forgetting about all the beauty and all the opportunity”.
Writing usually helps me process my feelings pretty well, so I’ve always been a fan of keeping a diary. Whenever something’s on my mind, I write it down. Sometimes I like what I write, so I decided to start sharing some of these better diary entries. This is the first one, written on a dark Sunday afternoon mid-October, and is about feeling happy.