Im guessing that a lot of you probably arent either.
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Updated 4 years ago,March 9, 2021
It finally happened.
I hit my limit this week.
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I made it through 230 days of telling myself that I could handle everything, thatI was okay.
I am just so tired of all of this.
I really, really miss hugs.
Im also tired of trying to keep up the appearance that I have everything under control.
Im tired of pretending that I dont need to just fall apart.
To let myself accept that things are anything butokayright now.
Yes, this will pass.
Well be able to let out the breath that weve all been holding for 230 days.
For now, let yourself fall apart when you should probably.
Its okay if you should probably stop searching for the light for a second.
Because the light will always find its way back to you, even when youre not seeking it out.
Maybe Im not okay.
Maybe my life looks wildly different than it did a year ago.
Maybe I cant always see the bright side of things.
Maybe I havent figured out how to create some deep, poetic meaning out of this chaos.
But I am learning how to sit within it.
I am learning how to show love to myself when I need it.
Im learning how to be okay with not being okay.
