[ Anxiety]

[ Anxiety]

Yes 2022 was a good year to me. Though i went through a lot of "crying myself to sleep, weeping in the shower, wiping my tears with my sleeve"s it was worth it at the end of the day. Every single thing accounts to something else. I love how each and every things is interconnected. Now here i am at the beginning of another year. I am alive. And i am grateful for that. I sure will go through suffering the upcoming year too, and im ready for it.

To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.

~ Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body

~ Bianca Sparacino, "The Strength In Our Scars"

this is not a poem as much as it is a reminder that it’s okay if today feels just like another day and not the special event everyone makes it out to be it’s okay if you have to search for festive feelings and it’s okay if you turn up finding nothing sometimes we can’t force it, or fake it til we make it sometimes we have to just let ourselves feel what we feel instead of pretending because pretending is so exhausting and if there’s anything you should do right now, it’s rest release the weight of this past year off of your shoulders and allow yourself to just exist without the pressure of being merry if there’s one gift you deserve it’s the freedom to feel however you feel

(cc, 2022)