In this instance, “always” is too definitive a word. If I’m feeling poorly it could be anything from being stuck in traffic for hours to the death of a dearly beloved teacher. Therefore, no one thing could always cure what ails me.
Sometimes, a decadent snack will do the trick.
Music and dancing in my room can pull me out of a funk.
Jane Austen, my blanket and a cup of tea are a healing balm to my soul.
A short nap. A good night’s sleep.
Conversations with my mother.
Conversations that consist solely of GIFs.
Writing in my journal.
A snazzy new haircut.
Pretty boys on Instagram.
Of course, this list is subject to change.
How do you cheer yourself up?