when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food and tenderness because it felt right. it felt sharp and angry and radical and i wanted to be those things. adulthood is the realisation that the world is already working to cut into you well before you learn how to do it yourself. caring for yourself and others is the real protest
I’m trying to get a new job and things are so hard for me right now and like so if you can send good vibes and career success energy and such that would be so appreciated cause I’ve been having a rough time these past few weeks
being on this website as it gets worse really makes me understand what it feels like to be a highly specialized species suffering under habitat destruction
