There was no forethought. The sun was casting shadows through my west-facing window when I was cuddling with Ivy and I decided to capture them. The phone shadow is cropped out.
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Thanks! I’m quite pleased with it myself.
All the time. I’m a very negative person. Every time I try to counter my thoughts with positivity, it feels like I’m lying. I sabotage my own happiness this way. As much as I’d like to turn things around, I just can’t justify sugarcoating the ugliness of life to myself. If bliss only comes from ignorance, I don’t want it.
The way I see it, good and bad can never be fully random because they are values we ascribe to events, which require the passing of judgment, which requires subjectivity, which comes from our lifelong collection of memories and experiences. For something to be good, we must have experienced something bad to compare it to, and vice versa. If good and bad events can be so closely linked to how we perceive them with regard to our past, then why not our future as well? Why can’t we look ahead and see the progression of events in between something bad that has happened and something good has not yet happened—but will—and call it connected, if only to serve the purpose of verifying that the “good” which will come is actually worth that value? It seems reasonable then that suffering could lead to good, and could in fact cause the good to be better. But if you believe in objective good and objective bad, you probably won’t agree.
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Life got really good for a moment and then immediately a chain of awful events happened and they’re still happening. I don’t think they’re going to stop. I wish I could undo the good so the universe wouldn’t bend itself over backwards trying to balance it out. Sickness, paralysis, death, more death, more sickness, and maybe it’s just my psycho brain causing me to believe it’s my fault but it really feels like I got something I didn’t deserve and now others are paying the price.
I had dinner plans and a birthday party to attend, but I’ve been battling a nasty cold for a week and tested positive for the flu a couple days ago, so it looks like I’ll be staying home.
No, I never spoke with her outside Ask. I hope she’s okay. I miss her presence as well.
Isn’t that a startling question? Especially when followed up with, “how badly?” I want to be happy, but the road getting there is a bit treacherous. Being unhappy requires much less effort. And don’t tell me about the muscles in the face. Those bros are shredded, they can take it. I want to be happy, but if it means quitting my job, leaving my therapist, disconnecting from any semblance of religion, telling anyone how I really feel, going entirely off my meds, or abandoning my current pursuits, then I probably won’t be anytime soon.
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I used to have some purslane with red flowers only, but somehow it grew some yellow ones, and then this multicolored one showed up.
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Says the shoutout