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I’m Depressed but I Still Know Toxic Positivity Isn’t Real
You’re allowed to be intoxicatingly happy
Whenever I hear someone say the phrase “toxic positivity” I just shake my head. It is beyond clear to me that any such person is deeply unhappy and is choosing to channel their feelings into the attempt to destroy or shame someone else’s happiness. Perhaps some people are “fakely positive,” but I don’t get mad at them for it. And I would be willing to bet that most people who are being accused of “toxic positivity” are actually just drunk on life. Being positive and acting happy just to be alive is their choice. And it’s a good choice. Not all of us are mentally strong enough to be positive all the time, even in the face of tragedy.
I’m really depressed right now. I don’t see anything exciting to live for really. I wake up in the morning and force myself to do shit. I just experienced a tragic loss of someone I love very much, someone who died suddenly and way too young. I don’t understand life and I am not really happy to be here. However, I know there’s some kind of hope that I’ll be happy again. Why? Because I still believe that there’s a divine plan for us all. I still understand that there’s love and happiness out there somewhere.
It’s anyone’s right to be deliriously happy just because they…