sometimes u gotta stop and think like “am I really about to get upset over a guy who likes Lana del Rey”
over coffee with my mom this morning: “sometimes we hesitate to invite people into our life because we feel like our space isn’t good enough yet. things are a little messy, or our place settings don’t match, or our situation isn’t quite what we want it to be. don’t let that stop you. invite people in anyway.”
this may sound weird and lame
but i think that if you’re dating someone/just sharing yourself with someone in any way, i think it’s important to like block out some of your time to remind yourself that you’re still your own and that you haven’t lost any of yourself to that person
like just do… shit that reminds you that you’re still a whole and your body’s still yours like i finally had my room to myself yesterday and i did some yoga and i realize that i really needed to do it because it felt almost like… reclaiming myself and re-familiarizing me with… me… and like i’ve been eating alone a bit more lately which is important because like my own company is really important to me and i never want to lose that, etc.
just…. be by yourself and be yours for at least like an hour during the day, i think it’s really really really important and really healthy….
Let your children grow up to be farmers.
Let them know what it is like to be free from fluorescent lights and laser pointer meetings. Let them challenge themselves to be forever resourceful and endlessly clever. Let them whistle and sing loud as they like without getting called into an office for “disturbing the workforce.” Let them commute down a winding path with birdsong instead of a freeway’s constant growl. Let them be bold. Let them be romantic. Let them grow up not having to ask another adult for permission to go to the dentist at 2 p.m. on a Thursday. Let them get dirty. Let them kill animals. Let them cry at the beauty of fallow earth they just signed the deed for. Let them bring animals into this world, and realize they don’t care about placenta on their shirt because they no longer care about shirts. Let them wake up during a snowstorm and fight drifts at the barn door instead of traffic. Let them learn what real work is. Let them find happiness in the understanding that success and wealth are not the same thing. Let them skip the fancy wedding. Let them forget four years of unused college. Let them go. Let them go home.
i feel like the problem with just hooking up with people with no strings attached is that it doesn’t have to be… you
like you’re just a body and they’re just a body and you could be anyone else
it’s also weird knowing that like…. this person doesn’t care about me and he doesn’t care about hurting me or anything because he… it’s not me
i just don’t know if that’s what i should be doing….. i don’t have a problem with anyone else doing it, i just feel like… for me…. maybe i shouldn’t….
a short list of things I don’t have time for:
- people who make me feel insecure about myself
- people who make me feel like I have to defend or explain myself or my choices to them
- people who act like they know what’s best for me when they don’t
- people who don’t believe in me