Bad Day Cures

Bad Day Cures

Everyone has one of those days. You know the ones. Where your whole body is exhausted and your brain hurts and you kind of just want to either curl up in a ball and cry or be alone in a dark room.
Today I’m exploring what my cures are for those bad days (and at the end, I’d love to know yours!).

Honestly, my go to cure is to just lay in a ball on my bed and stare at the wall. But that wouldn’t make this post a very interesting post and also, I live with my boyfriend and he gets so concerned when I get like that so I’ve found other ways to cope.
1
My number one cure is to go to an open space, either a bench or my balcony. . .it doesn’t matter where, it just needs to be outside. And I take my headphones and my phone and I play Damien Rice. Is that emo? It is but I don’t care. His voice is just so soothing and there’s so much emotion in it that it really helps. Sometimes when I’m down, how I feel is more numb¬†than anything, and it helps to listen to his emotional and amazing voice. If it’s not Damien, then some sort of piano classical music that just helps my mind wander.
2
Read a mindless fluff book. Preferably British chick lit. It’s such a great balm for my soul, to fall into a story (most likely one I’ve already read multiple times, see “””). I usually lay in some crazy position on my couch and just read for a few hours. Losing myself in someone else’s perfect life can be a great temporary solution and can give me the motivation I need to get my shit in order.
3
Episodes of Law & Order SVU or Monk. I could lay on the couch and watch these shows for ages. Add a bowl of ice cream for maximum bliss. They’re perfect for bad days because¬†almost always, the episodes have a happy ending and the bad guys gets caught. ALMOST ALWAYS.
4
It’d be bad of me to not mention my boyfriend. I’ve been able to express to him that “Hey babe, I’m just so stressed and I just need like 20 minutes because I feel like I’m gonna break down crying and I just want to be left alone” and he totally understands. He also doesn’t let me mope. He’ll give me the time I need but right after comes back and is willing to talk it out and give me a back rub and try his best to make me feel better.
So now it’s on to you dear dear readers. I’d love to hear your crappy day solutions!
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