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I don't feel at all like it would have led to anything meaningful now. I have been picking at myself for not pouring enough care or love for people. I did things that I would never normally do for other people. I made exceptions out of love. I feel like I meant to feel pain and accountability for prioritizing myself for once. My needs were not being met. I should have told someone; I didn't. I don't like talking people down. I disengaged because I no longer felt safe to be entirely myself and not being criticized. I feel like a sunflower plucked for someone's purple bouquet.
"Be unassuming. Otherwise, you'll cry."

Frame of mind.

The frame has been off for quite sometime. You don't notice when life is hectic. I have some room to breathe now, and so I think it's about time I get that frame right. Get the image aligned. 
 My emotions can be very intense at times. I am grateful that I have restraint, and that I'm not explosive in how I choose to conduct myself.
I think what I'm well aware of, but what others seem to struggle to understand, is that my actions are almost always aligned with what I believe a neutral third-party observer would perceive and feel. My decisions are based on objective reasoning—whether the average person would consider something good or bad. Emotions sometimes influence my actions, but only rarely. 

Things that keep people good people.

There are people I run across in my life that hold importance despite our brief meeting. They greet me witn fleeting pleasantries, conversation, and scope of mind. They like to be seen, and care to be heard.  I just know. They have pent up feelings, and problems intertwined. They dont ask for help, and you're never owed a call to action. However, there's a voice inside thay calls you to help. You give your time like loose change. You look them in thr eyes and say "thank you, it was a pleasure talking to you." And you wish them luck for the rest of their lifetime. Time and recognition, things that keep people good people.

Truly and humbly, to lose me is to lose.

Why would I be in despair, when I know my weight in gold? When I'm so sure of who I am? I know the space I take up, and the void I fill for others. I hold my value because I have curiosity, complexity, and nuance. I care to learn to learn to care. I am one of one, and once in a lifetime. My energy, heart, and mind. All my own, and all with so much love. I know I'm not any better or in have any of these in excess, but I know I am a different experience. I know that no one else can replicate who I am. So truly and humbly, to lose me is to lose. 

Acceptance.

There's relief in that. There's relief in those outcomes. Now I am free. Free to be. 
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