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do you ever feel like you are two people?
the person you are and the person everyone wants, expects, tells you to be.
I felt like I had done a really good job severing that line until grad school and now i just feel like I am two people all the time. me and who they tell me I have to be
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i love this.
nothings ever made me feel more alone or unwelcome than grad school. somedays i’m just waiting it out.
i forget what it felt like before.
back home.
i hope someday it’s all worth it - cause fuck it’s been a painful strange ride.
But I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.
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I really loved you.
i’m so glad I don’t anymore.
but also I’ll never be that young again. I don’t know that anything will ever be that passionate or crazy or consuming. It wasn’t meant to last. But I miss that romantic innocence. That strange thrilling pull to the danger because of how young we were.
Young and unattached and uninterested in how complicated the world was. I guess just privileged.
I wish I could talk to you about it - but of course I can’t.
that time has passed. we are strangers.
In the end you were horrible. The darkest hour to a deep winding love that made little sense. I wonder why we were ever thrown together at all - which lessons you taught me? I think of you rarely but when I do it makes me wonder how that young girl ever became the person I am now.
I wonder what we have in common that old me and the me now. It seems crazy doesn’t it? that we were ever in each others lives at all.
But life it’s fleeting and brief.
and this these old memories won’t ever be resolved.
these are the things I want to remember:
the way the grass looked yesterday at the botanical gardens.
It was so hot I think the sun was melting our clothes onto us - I was sunburning but he was just getting tanner and more lovely the way he does.
I wonder how he does it sometimes. He’s got such love and vitality in him. His quiet big green eyes and calm easy nature. He’s a bit of a wild thing - like all the ugliness in the world just brushed right off his shoulders everytime it happened to him. His soul just ins’t heavy with all the tarnish and grit I think so much of us carry. And not because he hasn’t felt it - seen it - been in it - but because he just let all the ugly things go.
I guess sometimes I’m a little envious of how easy he makes it seem. Being positive and kind and light hearted. I feel oddly lucky to be the person he lets live in his world of live-and-let-live .
all heat this day making our minds a little foggy but somehow making the gardens seem more wonderful and magical - blooming and lush and heavy with veggitation. The end of summer hardly seeming to be upon us.
And I think how good it is to love him, of all people, just him and his easy steady nature. Not perfect no - he’s not - but he’s somehow set apart from others - more noble - more open - less bitter.
I often wonder how much longer this gets to last - us being together.
the longer we go on the more I can’t really think of how it was before there was an “us” - it’s so easy to be sure with him. that he is somehow right for me.
but then there is everything else. the end of summer. him leaving for work. me staying here. university. forgetting. time. change. movement. and i wonder in this isolated paradise of dense jungle garden if we have a chance at all.
The thing is people are going to suck. I mean it.
They are going to love you and leave you and like you and unlike you. For a 100 different reasons. They are going to judge you as good or bad and think you are amazing and then never speak to you again. And being like OK whatever and liking yourself and loving yourself and not walking out on yourself is the most important thing you are ever going to learn.
I reblog this from myself every so often because it’s the moet relevant thing all the time.
still yes.
so maybe I’m just human after all. and things haven’t gone how I planned.
Idk I feel like I’ve been a few different people in the last few years.
it’s hard. I want it to be over. this time in my life. It’s exhausting and confusing and it takes away all the joy I had finally just found in being who I am and feeling solid.
But if I wasn’t doing it now maybe later on down the road would’ve been harder it’s hard to say. job security, financial security..
but really i just miss my family my home.
I just haven’t felt inspired in such a long time. Like gut wrenching inspired you know?
I feel like I’ve gotten caught in this cycle of taking care of things like “ I have to be independent and take care of everything”
god sometimes I miss being 18 and allowed to be unreasonable. Now I always have to be reasonable.
I finally drew a red panda, because RED PANDA <3 Check him out in my new book Lobster is The Best Medicine (out in Oct!) along with a bunch of other new characters. I’ll be introducing a new one every few weeks from now until the book is out :) Pre-order available here
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