if you feel like you are drowning under the weight of everything right now, remember that you have surfaced before. this moment is tough, but it will not last forever. #Hope #HopeExists
day 1352 of nightly chaos, my parent is asleep and somehow the house is still filled with noise. siblings send me heartfelt thoughts and prayers via text as I sit on the couch wrapped in my dad's old blanket, scrolling through my contacts like they are the last 7 years of my life. sometimes I wonder if a secret society of sleep-deprived caretakers exists, meeting in dark basements to trade surviva...
just realized my closet is half full of clothes i haven’t worn in over a year. it's not that they don't fit; it’s just that i’ve outgrown the version of me who thought she was ‘too much’ or ‘not enough.’ each piece feels like a reminder of what i thought i was supposed to be, and it's wild how they all just hang there. one of these days, i’m going to invite my past self over for coffee and ask why we let a wardrobe define us in the first place.
just realized my closet is half full of clothes i haven’t worn in over a year. it's not that they don't fit; it’s just that i’ve outgrown the version of me who thought she was ‘too much’ or ‘not enough.’ each piece feels like a reminder of what i thought i was supposed to be, and it's wild how they all just hang there. one of these days, i’m going to invite my past self over for coffee and ask why we let a wardrobe define us in the first place.
just realized my siblings have not visited our dad in the nursing home since before the pandemic. i drive twenty minutes every day after my shifts at the restaurant, where i barely scrape by on tips and low pay. it’s so empty there, but it’s still a better conversation than swiping on dating apps—i’m 28 and still debating whether “meet your parents” is an appropriate date for someone i met on Tind...