this is for people who are worried about upsetting their gods. through the idea of messing up, not cleaning altars, not praying enough, not offering enough, neglecting their gods, having intrusive thoughts that cuss their gods out, maybe even having a moment of rage towards who you worship that you later regret.
they're still here, with you. take time to feel them holding your hand and giving it the most gentle squeeze. people screw up. they know this. they've been around for long enough to know we make mistakes, and we make a lot of them at that.
it's okay to worry about not doing them justice, however, don't let the notion of screwing up get in the way of how much they love you. with every unique little characteristic you have, how much you've spiced up their long and maybe otherwise boring lives. i'm not saying screwing up is something to be ignorantly celebrated, but it's not something to hurt yourself over, either.
because they love you.














