Mindful Minion

I think I’m entering my sad girl era again.

And honestly, I’m so excited.

I’ve had seasons of being happy, bubbly, positive, and full of sunshine. I loved those versions of myself, and I don’t look back on them as anything less than genuine.

But lately, I’ve been drawn to something quieter.

A little more mellow. A little more introspective. A little less eager to turn every feeling into something positive.

I’m not miserable. I’m just making room for my sadness.

I want to be able to admit that I’m upset without anger, resentment, or the immediate need to fix it. To acknowledge that something hurts without turning it into a problem to solve. To let myself feel a little sad without questioning whether I should be happier.

Maybe I want to romanticize my sadness a little. Not because I want to suffer, but because there’s something beautiful about being able to sit with your own emotions gently.

I’ve been here before. Back in college, I was melancholic, creative, and surprisingly grounded. I was doing well academically, consistently earning top grades and graduating with honors. My mind felt clear, my emotions felt steady, and my creative energy was flowing.

I don’t romanticize the depression I experienced back then. But I remember the stillness, the introspection, and the way I could channel my inner world into something meaningful.

And lately, I feel myself returning to that wavelength.

It’s like looking at life through tinted sunglasses. I see its absurdities, its disappointments, its little tragedies. I know things don’t always work out the way I want them to. I’ve swallowed the red pill, so to speak. I’m not expecting the world to be wonderful all the time.

And somehow, that makes me feel more grounded, not less.

I don’t need to be sunshine to feel at peace with myself.

I can be soft without being fragile. Sad without being miserable. Quiet without being unhappy. I can have a good life and still allow myself to feel the weight of being alive.

There’s something freeing about not having to be bubbly, enthusiastic, or positive all the time. I don’t have to perform happiness, even for myself.

I’m excited to discover what this version of me will create, what she’ll become interested in, how she’ll communicate, and what she’ll learn to appreciate. Not because I need to reinvent myself, but because I know there’s always more to discover within me.

I loved my sunshine era. I really did.

But now, I’m ready for the softer light.

Welcome back, sad girl. I’ve missed you. 🖤