when i was in ward 22b for those dreadfully long stretches of time, dr J mentioned that maybe life doesn’t have some grand central meaning. maybe, life’s meaning can be found in small day-to-day occurences. i have been feeling rather down lately, and the idea of reverting to my old habits seems so enticing. to remind myself of why i put on a fight, here is a small (smol) compilation of little things that brought me some joy today.
i have been very tired, putting on this optimistic veneer every single day. i want to connect with my emotions but i don’t know how to do it without hurting myself. for now, i shall listen to my sad playlist and allow myself the luxury of wallowing in my sadness.
lord, i need you. lord, please keep me safe. in jesus’ name,
a face in the crowd 