Currently wondering if I accidentally donated my grandmother's ashes to @GoodwillIntl, not worried about losing them, just worried about whoever finds them...
Side note: don't feel like you have to respond in any way if you don't want to upon seeing this. If you relate to this, great!! We can talk about this topic together if you'd like, but know that this thread is more for me to finalize feelings for myself than anything.
Im realizing now that I was never really given the choice to feel traditionally feminine in my childhood, I wasn't allowed to be soft, fragile, or delicate. I grew up being bulky, strong, rigid, "boyish". I was never given the opportunity -- not that I wanted it then either (1/?)
Also to those who read this far, dont worry bout me I am 100% fine, I just got deep into a Pinterest rabbit hole of really feminine things and started thinking about how I fit into the roles that are expected of me as a female and who I am as a result of those expectations. (6/6)
As a reward for cleaning the bathrooms I'm going to be using one of the three bath bombs that I bought like 3 years and just Didn't Touch for some fucking reason.
Edmond Dantès travelled for nine years after escaping prison before reappearing as the Count of Monte Cristo, so be patient with yourself if you don't emerge from quarantine as instantly vengeful and fabulous as you'd like