A Little Blog About Misery
What is misery?
Is it being locked in a cabin with your insane, adoring fan who breaks your legs and keeps you hostage till you write an ending to your book that pleases her? No. It’s not.
Is it being trapped in a miserable marriage to someone you don’t love and don’t want to be with anymore? Well, maybe to some people, but not to me.
Is it any number of bad things happening to otherwise good people against their will or power to change. Okay, let’s change this question a bit. It’s gotten a little off base.
Rewind…
What is misery to me? Misery, to me, is waking up in the morning with an uneasy feeling deep inside. It’s that, oh, so familiar feeling that lets you know. “Hey, Rach. This is not going to be a good day. You are not going to get anything done today. You are going to feel sorry for yourself, and question decision that you have made. Yes, Rachel. Today is a very, very bad day.”
Yes, my friends. Misery is all day morning sickness.
