Misery loves Company
Misery Loves Company
I'm sure you've all heard that saying, "Misery loves Company." Well I've been thinking lately. It sure does make a lot of sense for some people. But is it true for everyone? For me, I link this saying to my need to complain sometimes. Have you ever had such a horrible day, where everything and anything has gone wrong? Who hasn't? But normally, when you describe it to someone else, explain how the world is screwing you over for the day, you normally feel better. And if not, then at the very least, maybe the intensity of the Bad sinks a tad bit. I know that's how it is for me. Complaining, even for just a few minutes, usually makes the bad seem...not so bad. But is it like that for everyone? I know there are people who bottle up their feelings. People who decide their bad luck doesn't deserve being heard, or so as to not trouble anyone with their own problems. People who just don't feel the need to voice their problems. Do they really sit, alone in their misery? Or is there Always another outlet? Do people respond to misery differently? If misery loves company, how difficult would it be to repress that kind of need....
Just a weird little thought I had. I know, when I didn't feel like burdening anyone with my problems, my misery ended up on paper, in the various forms of prose or poetry. So in a way, my poems were more successful when accompanied by misery. It's a strange fact, but hey! Who am I to judge what fuels our writing processes eh? Some of the greatest singers and songwriters in the world made some amazing music with help from Marijuana!
I guess I'm just kind of interested in how other people deal with their various forms of misery. Does it help you write? Does it hinder you? Do you let it all out or keep it bottled up? :) Just wondering.