I just think people who clean public spaces should make no less than $100,000 a year
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I just think people who clean public spaces should make no less than $100,000 a year
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Do you ever…
…start missing someone before you’ve even said goodbye?
The inevitable parting hasn’t happened yet, but you can feel it in your bones. You’ve come to terms with it, that feeling sitting in your chest. The feeling of an overwhelming sadness that will do nothing but ache and naw at you, knowing that it will swell and burst from your chest once you actually have to say goodbye?
I found out what love was with this person, and I will never stop loving them. However, fate seemed to have other plans. The worst part is, I know that after our goodbye, there will be a second, more final good bye. And that, friend, is when the pain will be the worst.
Well… that wasn’t the goodbye I expected it to be. It was so much worse.
Do you ever…
…start missing someone before you’ve even said goodbye?
The inevitable parting hasn’t happened yet, but you can feel it in your bones. You’ve come to terms with it, that feeling sitting in your chest. The feeling of an overwhelming sadness that will do nothing but ache and naw at you, knowing that it will swell and burst from your chest once you actually have to say goodbye?
I found out what love was with this person, and I will never stop loving them. However, fate seemed to have other plans. The worst part is, I know that after our goodbye, there will be a second, more final good bye. And that, friend, is when the pain will be the worst.
Do you ever…
… decide to do something a little crazy? And decide to do it at one of the worst times possible?
It’s very thrilling. It’s also very difficult. Especially not knowing where to start.
Do you ever…
…think about self care? It’s a funny thing. Sometimes it’s going to therapy or making sure you have a day to yourself to de-stress. Other days, it’s taking a long hot shower and using your shaving cream to write on the wall
TEAR IT DOWN
and then wiping it away and cleaning it off the wall while you breathe deeply.
Do you ever…
… wish you never had to learn what growing up meant? That it all could have remained just so simple?
They say “Ignorance is bliss.”
Sometimes I have to agree. I don’t want to grow up anymore. I’m so tired.
Do you ever...
... smell or see something and suddenly are filled with an undescribable sense of sorrow and longing and loss because you miss your best friends and all you want to do is hug them and tell them how much they mean to you and you just start crying at work?
Do you ever...
...think about losing someone? As in their lives are ripped away? Violently? Tragically? And everyone who loved them or who they once made a difference for is left releeing?
It's something I would never wish on anyone. For all those who have, I hope you find peace again.
I know the sting never truly fades, but I hope it becomes bareable.
I lost my best friend 3 years ago- not lost as in dead but lost as in we only text each other on our birthdays now. Movies and books don't tell you that a friendship dying is like the sinking of a ship, you try to get higher and higher and hold onto the rails and unanswered texts, the captain tries to steer it to safety and salvage pieces of two broken hearts until you're left with memories of what once was. We were friends for a decade and knew each other's diaries by heart, I still remember her phone number and the way she took her coffee. Seeing her in streets is like breathing in a scent you forgot you knew but it immediately takes you back to a summer in '07.
Movies and books also don't tell you that friendships don't just end after one fight or incident, it's like the rusting of a bridge, the slow decay of flesh and bones and secrets. It took weeks, months- until one day I woke up and I realized I hadn't thought of her in a while. And I wrote a poem that day and I titled it 'The dying of a best friend' and I put all my love for her in a tiny box with my half of the matching pendant of a dolphin we had and stored them in a corner of my heart under the heading Grief. Where else can one hide unspent love?
It's been 3 years since I lost my best friend, lost as in I still carry our secrets in a tiny box but we only text each other on our birthdays.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
Edit: here's the visualizer for this piece
Oh and btw if you haven’t noticed yet, this blog supports people of color and the LGBTQ community.
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Do you ever...
See a situation devolve so quickly that it leaves you reeling? So fast that you don't even have time to respond? To try to help make it better? Instead, it simply slips through your fingers, begun and ended in a single second.
Did this situation leave you broken? Wondering what's next for all parties involved? Hoping that a solution comes and it is accepted by all? Or that an understanding of feelings is had? That the broken bond is repaired?
I have.
And I hope it gets better.
Even if I have to take the two sides and tie them to a chair so the healing can begin.
Do you ever...
...think about the fact that when a chameleon changes color, they are literally changing their structure so much that when the light reflects off of them it is a new color?
Do you ever...
... get so MAD at your friend when they put themselves down that you feel like Edna hitting Elastigirl with the newspaper???
Like, bitch???? You're fucking beautiful???? Drop the guy?? Please???
Do you ever...
...think that the only reason we haven't met any aliens yet is because we are the only planet to have achieved life? Or maybe the last and all the others are gone, the ruins of their cities just waiting to be discovered and studied so they can share their story?
If we're the first, will we become that one civilization that people will think is a myth? Or thought of as the most powerful?
If we're the last, how long until we find these ruins? Will there still be life on these planets? Strange flora and fauna? Will there be new life? Will there be signs of horrible destruction? Or will they be untouched, leaving us to wonder what happened?