💫So, chapter 33. Seems like one post per year on my birthday is my thing. Or a day after, in this case.
Lately, it’s been feeling like the places to extract joy from are few and far between. You know why. But I will allow myself this small window of reflection and soliloquy, which is what this platform was built for, after all.
For me, this year was and still is dedicated to finally engaging with things, both small and significant, that I’ve been pondering and considering for years in some cases. Thanks to properly addressing my mental wellbeing this spring (yay, therapy), I’ve been able to discover that materialising thoughts and wishes truly is an intoxicating feeling and that I want all of it.
Such as having the patience to let my natural colour replace the dye so I can finally meet my few gray hairs 🩶 Or, and this was a big one for me, applying for a driver’s license a month ago. Still loving to learn, still teaching myself to remain soft and caring despite callouses, still breaking past cycles. But with more intent and conviction this year while voicing my needs and boundaries the best I can.
And if you can indulge me one birthday wish - read and support
@swarmmag . Because that’s one thing I’m still proud of and see a great future for.
