The Unwanted Silver Lining

Hi my friend,

Have you ever been handed 
a silver lining when all you needed was 
someone to sit with you in the dark?

I wonder about that sometimes. 
About the storms we rush past 
in search of the light.

Why can't we just… 
let the rain pour down? 
Sit in the puddles. 
Get completely, utterly soaked.

Why shouldn't we be upset 
when our plans are ruined? 
When something we longed for 
might never happen the way 
we hoped.

Why do we have to look past it… 
and be grateful?
Oh, why do we always 
have to be grateful?!

A plastered smile on the face 
can't be better than a frown. 

So why can't we feel 
whatever is real? 
Why do we have to stay positive, 
if that's not where we are?

 
Quote card reading: "The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain." — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, overlaid on a moody interior photo with a soft lamp and armchair in the background.
 

And so I keep thinking…
What if I swallowed everything down, 
and focused only on the things 
I was happy about…

But then… 
where would my anger go? 
And my disappointment 
and hurt?

Who would tend to my fury… 
and guilt?

Who would take care 
of my inner world? 

Especially the parts 
that don't trust many… 
but still want to be 
loved.

Who would see them 
and hold them, 
when they get bitter and shout?

Who would do that… 
if not me… for myself.

So why can't I feel them - 
why can't I let my anger 
and frustration out?

Why do I have to tame them… 
and cage them… and…
be positive.

Because if they could speak… 
I bet they would say -

Please, just see me. 
Let me know that you care. 
Don't leave me alone. 

Be my friend.

Am I supposed to ignore it…? 
Pretend that everything is "fine.

How is being positive better than 
tending to all these parts 
of myself?

It's not. 
And it never will be.

So when someone reminds you 
to look at the positive side… 
know that you are allowed to 
sit in the puddles -  

and be angry at 
the clouds.

With love,
Elina

 
Sunday Love Letter cover image featuring a moody bedside scene with a ceramic table lamp casting soft shadows, a reading light, and white hotel-style pillows against a wooden headboard.

Imagery / From Elina’s travels - Hotel Sanders, Copenhagen, 2026

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