including and especially vampire hunting

homeiswhereeverimwithyouI’m really tired but reluctant to sleep because I might miss something. Because this sadness that’s kind of hovering around me is going to swoop in and take everything over the moment I close my eyes and there’s nothing to distract me.

Because my crombomb is curled up in a ball on the electric blanket and sighing and there’s nothing cuter in the world. Because I feel guilty about feeling sad even though so many things in my life are so good right now. I am lucky and I love and am loved in return and things are going—so much better than I ever thought they would.

So the guilt creeps in because I should be happy-bouncing-totally secure-absolutely thrilled to be alive and living in a world that seems also generally glad that I’m alive and doing some living.

But I’m still sad and I hate it.

These are almost-two-in-the-morning thoughts and I know that it’s not true. It’s a let down after a week of traveling and intense conversations and being on all the time with no recharge and drinking and emotion and unsettled migratory patterns and feeling oddly far away and disconnected. It’s a tiny fear that every good thing I’ve experienced is going to go away. That people will suddenly realize I have no idea what I’m talking about. That my job will get really tired of me and my suddenly weird schedule and toss me aside. That friends will realize that I’m actually the opposite of whatever they think of me and go away.

You know how it goes. Sometimes, you let yourself feel a little vulnerable and a little sad and a little alone, and it’s okay and it’s good to acknowledge. And then sometimes you crack that door open the tiniest bit and the flood comes flooding and every idea you’ve had has been a mistake and you want to Ctrl-Z every text you’ve sent and every Facebook message you’ve ever posted and everything you’ve ever said or thought or felt.

It turns out Ctrl-Z is not an effective method for life re-evaluation (which I should have remembered seeing as how that sometimes-undoable key combo has fucked me over in manuscripts more than once).

It turns out that maybe you can pour yourself another glass of wine and bury your face in the back of the dog’s neck and allow yourself, just for a split second, just this once, to wish hard that there was someone in bed with you. And then you can breathe back out and let it go for a little while. Because there are other things to think about at almost-two-in-the-morning and not all of them are sad.

Sometimes reminding yourself that you have a lot to be grateful for can actually engender a spark of something makes you warm up, stop feeling a little sorry for yourself. Maybe feel a little tired and a little ready for bed, despite the fact that when you wake up your to-do list will still be there and everything you’re worried about or scared of or hoping for will still be wrapped around you. But it’ll be easier in the morning, because so many things are (including and especially vampire hunting). And you won’t take down a blog entry you wrote when you were sad because you can allow yourself to be sad sometimes too, even when it’s for no good reason, even when you can’t pin down the why.

  7 comments for “including and especially vampire hunting

  1. Shawn
    March 31, 2013 at 1:03 am

    I love you, Jen Larsen. Just so you know. Thank you for this. xo

  2. March 31, 2013 at 1:06 am

    don’t make me cry, shawn sanders. i love you too.

  3. March 31, 2013 at 3:21 am

    *HUGS* I empathized so much with this entry. Thank you for sharing it.

    And next time I feel like this I am going to remind myself of this line: “But it’ll be easier in the morning, because so many things are (including and especially vampire hunting).”

    I love it. :)

  4. Jennifer Lee
    March 31, 2013 at 5:22 am

    Love love love love love you, my darling. Depression is a lying piece of crap, but it is so, so hard not to believe the lies. You are magnificent and so very and truly loved by so many people, including me!

    Also, please know that those of us who love you love the bad right along with the good. A million hugs to you, sweet girl.

  5. MOM
    March 31, 2013 at 6:16 am

    This are the times, my little princess, I truly wish I was close so I could hold you, hug you and let the “hurts” go away, letting you know how much I love you and that love will never, ever go away.

  6. Heather
    March 31, 2013 at 9:00 am

    I’m one of those people who love you Jen. If it makes you feel any better, I love the real you. All those flaws and insecurities are a part of you and make you who you are. If you weren’t a little broken then I wouldn’t feel so close to you. My broken part loves your broken part.

    I feel the same way sometimes, those dark nights can be awful long and lonely. Thank you for sharing. Maybe next time the abyss opens I can remember that I’m not the only one who feels the darkness creeping in.

  7. March 31, 2013 at 10:14 am

    thanks you guys. it means the world to me.

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