3 min.
solo pod: melancholia (short written piece) Voiced Vulnerabilities
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- Geestelijke gezondheid
Starts at 01:07
Writing is a way for me to capture and express emotions, and I thought I'd start incorporating it into the pod. Melancholia has always been something fascinating to me, how it shows in colors and in different motions. Hope you enjoy this short written piece & let me know how YOU feel melancholia. Take care 3
Photo creds: @messageofeka (Instagram)
Transcript:
It's autumn, but life doesn't emanate the warm colors of the golden leaves. Recently, it's been teal. A cold blue, but not rigid, a bit softer--what you see in the night streets from the reflection in old kiosks. Growing up, it used to be gray; but the grayness has slowly peeled its layers to reveal a teal.
It doesn't take away the colors, the hues; but it leaves a tint on everything. As I'm walking back home, I'm deeply aware of this tint. Call it melancholia, call it numbness. It's what keeps us in bed, what produces the dissonance between us and life's joys, what keeps us as passive bystanders.
But to me, this melancholia, this teal, is comforting, familiar even. It provides a cold warmth. I know it doesn't serve a practical purpose anymore, but I genuinely don't know how to live without its familiarity.
But I'm doing my best to not let it dictate everything, to over-consume me. How much space do I give it? How much is too much and how much is too little? I know I can provide space for new experiences and feelings; but sometimes, this tint can't be simply shedded. It doesn't simply just disappear.
I'm still learning how to coexist with this (teal). I'm still finding the balance. But tonight, I know that I can still navigate my way home with these teal-tinted glasses.
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links: https://linktr.ee/voicedvulnerabilities
insta: @voiced_vulnerabilities
Starts at 01:07
Writing is a way for me to capture and express emotions, and I thought I'd start incorporating it into the pod. Melancholia has always been something fascinating to me, how it shows in colors and in different motions. Hope you enjoy this short written piece & let me know how YOU feel melancholia. Take care 3
Photo creds: @messageofeka (Instagram)
Transcript:
It's autumn, but life doesn't emanate the warm colors of the golden leaves. Recently, it's been teal. A cold blue, but not rigid, a bit softer--what you see in the night streets from the reflection in old kiosks. Growing up, it used to be gray; but the grayness has slowly peeled its layers to reveal a teal.
It doesn't take away the colors, the hues; but it leaves a tint on everything. As I'm walking back home, I'm deeply aware of this tint. Call it melancholia, call it numbness. It's what keeps us in bed, what produces the dissonance between us and life's joys, what keeps us as passive bystanders.
But to me, this melancholia, this teal, is comforting, familiar even. It provides a cold warmth. I know it doesn't serve a practical purpose anymore, but I genuinely don't know how to live without its familiarity.
But I'm doing my best to not let it dictate everything, to over-consume me. How much space do I give it? How much is too much and how much is too little? I know I can provide space for new experiences and feelings; but sometimes, this tint can't be simply shedded. It doesn't simply just disappear.
I'm still learning how to coexist with this (teal). I'm still finding the balance. But tonight, I know that I can still navigate my way home with these teal-tinted glasses.
--
links: https://linktr.ee/voicedvulnerabilities
insta: @voiced_vulnerabilities
3 min.