An Escape...

Are distractions or escapes good?
Do they really benefit you?
When one doesn't want to start feeling a certain way, should they distract themselves or find a way to escape their exhausted and pain filled feelings? Should they break free from their mind? From their logic?

Lately what I do is when I start to feel sad or lonely, I'll simply do things that distract my mind. I'll go write songs or watch a movie. I'll go hang out with my brothers or my friends. I'll go have fun and I'll do things that take my mind off of the complications of my heart and mind.
Feelings like these fade. They really do... but even though they are dim, they are still apparent inside. We feel them every so often. They aren't as corrupt as they used to be, but we are human. We all have our moments.

I do all of this because I don't want to wallow. I'm not a wallower... and furthermore, I have no reason to be.
There are so many beautiful reasons to be happy. I notice them everyday. They truly are beautiful. That's why I'll do anything to stay happy.
To stay me.

So is escaping the thing to do? Or is that just running away from yourself? Should you face what is in you first hand until the feelings that strike are worn dry? Should you let them grow dim on their own?
I'm torn with this one.
Escaping is the easier way out I suppose...
I don't usually do things the easy way.