12am brain fart
yes, it is what it is.
-values and beliefs-
F always told me to hold onto hope, hold onto the things that truly matter. what matters to me? that i don’t know, but i hold onto the very hope that i have the cognitive ability to know what i should hold onto. how hopeless.
M, like the tiger she is, claws into my skin and flesh — with her never-ending rambling and ignorance; going on and on about how we must become this, must become that. she tells us to square up, go to jc, then to uni, get a degree, masters, phd, become a dentist, become a vet, become a doctor, earn money, become rich, so you’ll be happy…
but this isn’t what I want? i want to have freedom with my own life and to live a fulfilling one, not necessarily a successful one. as fickle as this may sound, i want to live- live in the present and not be chained down to the minimal options they give us. please.
do you hear me? world?
i trust you.
bYE just gonna submit this my brain cannot process anymore
hope you’re all well this HBL, sending virtual hugs! ^~^
