Last week I was feeling florgy. Florgy is the name I made up for an undefined feeling I have that hits me suddenly and without an immediately apparent cause. It feels like I’m on the verge of throwing up and crying at the same time. It happened so often I gave it a name.
What I used to do when I felt florgy was talk to some food about it as a distraction. But, I didn’t do that last week. I just said to myself “I’m feeling florgy” and went on with my day.
I checked what was happening on Twitter and Louis C.K. had tweeted a few times. It was exciting because he rarely tweets. He wrote:
It was an interesting theory. And I felt better. Reading that someone else felt “basic sad despair” lifted my florginess. Just reading the words “sad” and “despair” lifted it. Echoing sadness and despair triggered by something was causing my florgy feelings. The cause didn’t matter so much as identifying my feelings. Florgy was a start but I needed to get to the root.
Oliver Burkeman wrote in one of his “This Column Will Change Your Life” columns in The Guardian on unspeakable emotions that “research into the effects of meditation suggests that even naming your emotions to yourself – never mind discussing them with others – can partially release you from their grip.” As soon as you name those hazy but powerful feelings, they no longer control you. Instead of having you in their grip, you have them in yours.
So feel everything. Name those feelings. Use this wheel if you need help:
Make up your own words if you can’t find one that fits. Go deep. Find the root. Those feelings at the center of the wheel are about as close to the truth as you’re going to get.