{"id":464,"date":"2014-12-03T21:51:14","date_gmt":"2014-12-03T21:51:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/?p=464"},"modified":"2014-12-04T21:56:33","modified_gmt":"2014-12-04T21:56:33","slug":"holy-shit-feeling-joy-is-scary","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/index.php\/holy-shit-feeling-joy-is-scary\/","title":{"rendered":"Holy Shit. Feeling Joy Is Scary"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/MelissaJOy.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-465\" src=\"https:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/MelissaJOy-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"MelissaJOy\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/MelissaJOy-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/MelissaJOy-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/melissasimonson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/MelissaJOy.jpg 960w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>So, for 5 years, the brand name of my business was JoyDiva. On twitter, I&#8217;m still TheJoyDiva.<\/p>\n<p>And today, I&#8217;m recognizing that joy might be the most challenging emotion to allow myself to soften into. I&#8217;m kickass at creating joy out of tragedy, of seeing the beauty amidst the mud and muck of existence&#8230;and I&#8217;ve caught my mind red-handed this week doing everything it can to sabotage simple joy left and right.<\/p>\n<p>In her breadth of work on vulnerability, Bren\u00e9 Brown mentions that &#8220;joy is the most vulnerable emotion we experience,&#8221; and I now see that I am no exception to this experience. I can pour my heart out to you on this page. I can talk about my pain, I can start a new life from nothing, own a business, perform and speak before hundreds of people, etc&#8230;but if you give me an opportunity to experience joy&#8230;the joy of success, of falling in love and all that good stuff&#8230;my mind will search for a million ways to shut that shit down in an instant.<\/p>\n<p>I get it. I dealt with a lot of angry outbursts coming at me when I was a kid and a lot of drama. I got attached to the experience of the other shoe dropping without warning. So I&#8217;ve made myself hyper-vigilant, to create an illusion of being in control. I create mental obstacle courses for my loved ones to prove that it&#8217;s safe to let go and simply feel the joy of their love. When you don&#8217;t give me what I want, I make you wrong in my mind and put walls between us as I come up with a gazillion stories about why you didn&#8217;t give me what I want and create you as the enemy. When you tell me you love me, I beam and moments later start to think about how that love might go away, how you don&#8217;t really mean it, how you&#8217;re going to change your mind&#8211;disappointing myself now, so that you can&#8217;t do it later. (Think you&#8217;re going to hurt me in some unknown future? Well don&#8217;t worry &#8217;cause I&#8217;m gonna hurt myself first and real good so you don&#8217;t get to!) Yikes.<\/p>\n<p>As it turns out, my mind is a master joy-killer, and in its addiction to keeping me safe and in control, it&#8217;s kept me from the experience of true connection and the innocent bliss that follows. It&#8217;s kept me in an anxious state of holding my breath the minute something joyous comes into my life.<\/p>\n<p>And I&#8217;m so excited to see this! To see how scary it is for me to trust in innocent joy and goodness, to see how I&#8217;VE broken my own heart so many times by stopping my joy in it&#8217;s tracks with looking for what is or is going to go wrong. I love that I am catching myself in the act of joy-killing&#8211;noticing the thoughts and breathing as I let them go and bring myself back to what&#8217;s actually happening in the moment.<\/p>\n<p>Because the truth is, I really can just be in love, and I really can just feel joy. You really can just love me and keep on loving me. And tonight, I am loving the little girl in me who is terrified to let go of control, and I am embracing her with compassionate understanding. This is an old story, and I don&#8217;t need it to protect myself any longer. Moment by moment, step by step, I now have the opportunity to soften, further and further and further into&#8230;love.<\/p>\n<p>Holy shit. Deep breath.<\/p>\n<p>:)Melissa<\/p>\n<p>\u00a92014 Melissa Simonson<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, for 5 years, the brand name of my business was JoyDiva. On twitter, I&#8217;m still TheJoyDiva. And today, I&#8217;m recognizing that joy might be the most challenging emotion to allow myself to soften into. 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