A note on negativity

While I was writing the first post, I realised I should probably make something clear.

I am quite a negative person.

Well. Negative is not quite the right word, but it is the easiest one. I tend to dwell on uncomfortable things. I sit with them. I do not rush to reframe them or look for the silver lining. This is mostly because I believe emotions are meant to be felt. They are meant to be allowed in, even when they are awkward, heavy, or inconvenient.

I really do not like toxic positivity. I think it limits expression. It turns very real feelings into things that need to be corrected, managed, or hurried along. When you do that, things get bottled up. And when things get bottled up, they usually come out sideways. Or louder. Or at the wrong moment.

So yes, there might be a darker tone to this blog. In how I write. In how I speak. That is not because I am wallowing, or catastrophising, or asking for pity. It is because I am processing. Letting emotions take up space. Letting them move through me instead of around me.

For me, allowing sadness, frustration, anger, or disappointment to exist is what makes room for happiness later. Not forcing it out. Not pretending it is not there. Just letting it be felt, and then letting it pass.

This is not a “woe is me” project. It is not a cry for reassurance. It is simply me naming what is already happening internally.

It does not need to be anything more than that.

– Willo