the andra funk

I hate this feeling that comes around. This sadness that invades my life for no good reason. What starts it? I’m not really sure. And what is that saying about the romance of sadness? Because that’s completely unreal.

I’m done with the smile that is such work to put on. I just want to be happy. Is that so hard?

So today I’m done. Done with the sadness. The unhappiness. The hatred. The anger. The frustration. I’m done with letting good things in my life be corrupted with bad attitudes or feelings. I’m done with letting this junk dictate the defining moments of my life. I’m done with this stronghold that allows Satan to own me. Done with all of that crap.

For the next ten days (at least), I am refusing to let anything steal joy from me. And I will be happy. No matter what comes up.