I’m a bit of a melancholy madame myself, especially when the weather turns frigid, the dark rolls in at 3:30 in the afternoon, and it seems like it takes all my energy to just get out of bed in the morn. Slumps are rough. They make the little normal setbacks magnified and everything a pitch darker.
Luckily, I know where to turn. I’m a sucker for some inspirational madness, and one of my favorite moments of wisdom and encouragement comes Miss Latrice (motherfucking) Royale. Drag Race fans, anybody?
We do fall down. We do get low. But goddamn, we got to get up and look sickening.
What are some of your favorite ways of coping with the internal darkness that always seems to be creeping around and whispering shitty thoughts?