healing is such a fickle journey. what it unearths and upends in you is just…
wow.
doing the work is… constant. a continuous class with a pop quiz at any given second.
and the world keeps turning too…
i see why many avoid it.
“I’ve spent years waiting to be chosen.”
Tracee Ellis Ross, who is 53 years old, says society tells women that having children and finding a partner is their worth and makes it clear that she’s not going to let not having a partner define her.
(🎥 What Now? With Trevor Noah/Youtube)
bring back women having oddly specific personal traditions. peach cobbler on the first cold night. fresh flowers after payday. a solo birthday breakfast. champagne when something scary works out. give your life some folklore.
feeling the weight of the temp lately. what it does to the human eye. the present mind. full hands, empty palms. the speed of sound. what the skin remembers after dusk. anyway. nothing unusual. hot ass august.
Your relationship with yourself cannot be built entirely around improvement. At some point, you have to become someone you are allowed to enjoy being. You get to be proud of who you are. Present tense.
Sometimes “locking in” looks like sitting in the sun and remembering that your life is also meant to be lived, not just optimized, monetized, and turned into proof that you’re worthy.