Soul Searching
On the rare occasions that my normally-cheerful best friend would find herself in a tough situation where she drowns in depression, she would literally disappear from the face of the earth for a day or two or sometimes for even a whole month depending on how horrible the predicament is. She’d tell me that she was doing some “soul searching” and I’d laugh it off, dismissing her practice as absurdity. I am the type of person who “drinks to drown my sorrows”, so going to some faraway land with no traces of civilization was just not on my be-happy list.
Recently though, I hit a really hard rock along the road that is my life, I tried silencing it but it was too big. It was so hard that no amount of alcohol could drown those damn sorrows, and I decided I needed to do something else. I went online and booked my flights to a famous beach getaway, leaving home without my cellphone, laptop or any sort of connection to the world. It was the most rejuvenating experience of self-discovery I have ever had. When you’re all alone, you have no one to talk to but yourself – and boy, will you find out a lot of things. I was able to answer all those rhetorical questions about my life and figure out how to go about this rock. The next time you’re feeling blue, have a conversation with yourself – it might just surprise you.