sometimes i wish i could grab my childhood self and shake them by the shoulders and say YOU’RE GOOD. YOU’RE WORTH LOVING. THERE ARE PEOPLE WHOSE LIVES ARE MADE BETTER BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU ARE NOT A BURDEN. YOU ARE NOT DAMNED. SOMEDAY YOU WILL CRY OVER SUNSETS AND POETRY MORE THAN YOUR OWN PAIN. I NEED YOU TO REMEMBER THAT YOU’RE GOOD. YOU’RE WORTH LOVING. but i can’t go back in time, so i say it to myself now. because i believe there’s a future version of me looking back on this moment feeling the exact same way.
not to be a boomer but I hate this trend of recording every single emotional moment or act of charity and then putting it on the internet for clout. You can help the homeless without internet validation. You can give your grandma a meaningful gift without recording her at an emotionally charged moment. Not every aspect of your and other’s personal lives must be posted on the internet.
