
My Fucking Feelings 7/26/17
Jul 26, 2017 · 6 min read
I haven’t written one of these in a while. Feel like I need to. For me.
I don’t know where to start. I guess I’ll start with connection.
We are born connected. We feel whole. The second our umbilical cord is cut, we feel alone. Incomplete. From here on out, we crave connection.
From our mother. Father. Family. Friends. Lovers. The world. But all the shit we’ve…

