Been really stressed
Taken to drawing alien clowns to feel better
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Been really stressed
Taken to drawing alien clowns to feel better
👽 🤡
I'm so fucking done with this fucking 90 degree weather in the fucking south during fucking autumn and fucking winter.
Fuck.
I’ve been 2 online again :p
I redownloaded IG on my iPod cuz I felt out of touch and also wanted to schedule tattoo & I have a time limit on it but I still feel icky
I think it’s warm outside again so it’s time to purge
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my late night thoughts on humility, sonder and apathy
Sonder around the people you know can be even more startling than feeling it around strangers. It sneaks up on you — maybe you're sitting across from a friend you’ve had for years, and they’re laughing about something small, something shared. And suddenly it hits you: They have entire days and dreams that you’ll never fully see. They lie awake at night worrying about things they may never have the ability to say aloud. They carry moments that still sting, still shape them, and you’ll never know the full weight of those memories. They have private hopes, silent doubts, inner monologues that unfold in real time while you're sitting next to them, completely unaware. You realize that the people you love — the ones you think you know inside and out — are still vast and mysterious. You’ve only skimmed the surface. Your mother had a life before you. Your partner’s heart was once broken in a way they didn’t talk about. Your best friend sometimes punches the steering wheel and cries alone in their car. The barista you see every day might be writing a romance novel on napkins. The person you live with might be grieving something that doesn’t quite have a name.
And it’s humbling, disarming, lonely. But it’s also comforting. It means we’re all more than how we’re seen.
Sonder invites humility. They both remind us that we are not the center of the universe — and neither is anyone else. We all live in overlapping, intersecting worlds that rarely reveal themselves in full. Humility is what allows sonder to soften instead of overwhelm. It asks us to set down the illusion that we can ever fully understand another person — or even ourselves. It reminds us that our perspective is always partial, always incomplete. Humility doesn’t mean thinking less of ourselves, it means making room for ourselves. Plus, when you grasp the richness of others’ lives, it becomes harder to judge quickly, assume, dominate a conversation, or center yourself in every story. Slippery slope that is.
Humility means letting go of the need to be right, or central, or certain. For me it looks like being willing to listen without solving, or to witness without owning. To feel sonder with people you know is to love them more deeply, and also more gently. We must remember that connection is never about knowing everything, it’s about standing beside the mystery and choosing to stay.
With that connection being connected. I want to be documented saying sonder is the opposite of apathy; though at a glance they might seem similar. Both involve recognizing the vastness of other people's lives, but where apathy disconnects, sonder connects. Apathy is emotional detachment. It says, "Everyone has their own problems, not my concern.”, Sonder sounds off, "Everyone has their own problems, and how incredible is that.” The second sentiment invites awe, rather than indifference. Humanity is not about turning away from others, but realizing how much more there is to them than you’ll ever fully know — and holding that with a respect minimum.
If apathy is the disease, maybe sonder is apart of the cure. Now I don’t know how to elicit such an emotion, and I wouldn’t suggest that, but it’s a connection worth stringing some words together over and sharing them.
My life is constant transformation. The moon continues to orbit.
I'm learning to honor that.
secrets secrets are no fun
I can’t run from everyone
How long have I been severed from myself
Who are the people I have been
When do I get to meet them
Why
I run from the sun
For so long
to see I’ve been running in circles
waking up 2 hours past when I wanted to covered in sleep lines always feels shameful
“Rabbits live close to death and when death comes closer than usual, thinking about survival leaves little room for anything else.”
midnight thots:
watership down on the mind this week, amongst other things.
all while feeling scared and feeling okay and feeling like everything and feeling like nothing and….
I read on my favorite astrology website that Capricorns are made up of contrarian bones.
being alive is knowing what happened just happened and all you can do is keep moving and then doing that…. over and over…. About literally everything? and I’m supposed to just be chill about that?
A brain like I’ve got is not fun, but that doesn’t mean I have to succumb to the misery. Also I can embrace the pain and suffering but acknowledge the skills. Fear is a powerful emotion.
Unmade choices will make themselves. I don’t need more time, I need my intention back. I need to be in control of my own thoughts, not the other way around.
Without being grounded, my life is not going to feel like my own. It’s my responsibility to find the solid ground.
Taking care of myself is easier when I don’t see myself from the outside looking in. That’s a lot to ask of me, but I owe it to myself to stop worrying and just try to be present and future focused. It can be extreme but it’s better to just be consistent. I hopefully have 40 more years at least, and something’s gotta give.
living with trauma is really hard, I have got to start working it before it works me to death.
“you're trying to eat grass that isn't there. why don't you give it a chance to grow?”
attached to this is my post emotional journaling playlist for the night, writing about what was today and how it isn’t what will be tomorrow…. but only if I say so. if it sounds crazy it’s because it is.
I go thru so much and yet still.