Funk, a simple four letter word with a variety of meanings. Merriam-Webster defines the word as: a strong offensive smell, a style of music, a depressed state of mind and several other things. For the purpose of this blog a funk is a depressed state of mind.
Funks come in varying degrees of severity ranging from severe depression to just not quite at the top of your game or “just feeling a little funky”. There isn’t a standard by which we gauge the severity of the things; it is relative; my level 3 might be your level 5 or her level 1. A funk can be the result of a major catastrophic life event or just a stack up of smaller things; the severity depends on how we react to those events.
I could have spared you the agony of those first two paragraphs by simply saying “I’ve been in a little funk lately” but I have this writing habit.
There have been no new major catastrophic events in my life. I really didn’t see it coming; the thing just kind of sneaked in. It certainly wasn’t close to the worst funk I’ve experienced; on a personal scale of 1 to 10 it couldn’t be any higher than a 2 or 3. I think it kind of started with the holidays and the two empty chairs and the cold gray days of winter. A young mother of four diagnosed with stage IV cancer; a young guy going through some emotional issues. Both of those things find a way into my heart and head. Add to that the anticipation of the second anniversary of a very unpleasant event; two years ago today cancer won at our house. Love you babe; miss you every day.
I enjoyed the holidays with my family; likewise I enjoyed spending time with friends. I even managed to provide a little emotional support to a couple friends, but I wasn’t at the top of my game, just felt a little funky. I think the anticipation leading up to today was the primary ingredient; I also think, often the anticipation is worse than the event. Today wasn’t the best day I ever had but I think it was better than yesterday.
I think there is light at the end of the tunnel and tomorrow this little funk will be a thing of the past. I know there will be more of them in my life but maybe with the right attitude and a little effort I can keep them low on the scale and short lived.
Life has really treated me pretty good lately; I have no complaints. I know I have been away from the keyboard for a couple weeks. I guess I will use the little funk as an excuse. Gotta blame something, after all I’m human.
Things are kind of quiet or private in my life right now. I plan to write forever but the interval may get a little erratic.
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