What I've come to realize is that while I've certainly been sad in LA, NY actually MAKES me sad.
Crying is the greatest. It’s got all the restorative and purgative powers of throwing up without any of the actual terribleness of losing your lunch.
Sometimes what people refer to as “positivity” is actually denial. I’m all for having a positive attitude, but I have also battled major depression and I’ve had enough of people scolding me in the name of “positivity” if I express a negative emotion.