In what ways do you seek comfort, outside of others?

I’m finding solace in Ralph Waldo Emerson’s essays – Love and Friendship, particularly, like I frequently do. I feel much the same way he did, in many ways, about many things. I’m also trying to grow as a person, to accept situations and people for who they are, to live a more harmonious life.

Although I’m pretty good at wallowing in my own sadness much of the time and do think it’s important to let myself feel things, I’m finding that it helps to ask myself in what ways I can be a better person; Particularly when I’ve been hurt badly by someone I care about. Through seeing my own faults in times of crazy emotional turmoil, it helps me to remember that we’re all in this together.

So when you can’t muster the courage to speak with someone, or it’s for some reason just not possible to find comfort in another person, where do you find comfort? (Music is also a big one for me, but that tends to feed my Sadness Monster, so I left it out.)