I feel like I have scrambled brains today. Lots of random holidays going on, one being World Day of Remembrance for Road Traffic Victims. Fitting, since Princess Ariel & I were almost killed by a suicidal deer on the highway earlier this evening.
Today was also I Love to Write Day. Sometimes I do love to write. But most of the time... writing is therapy. As I think about all the topics I've chosen for class pprs in the past yr, they mostly fall into these categories: friends, my dearly missed bookstore, moments when someone reached out to me in a way that changed my life...
I was looking up Nov. 16 holidays and remembering, as I often do, that the 16th used to mean something to me. In high school my best friends & I decided to celebrate the 16th of every month as our birthday. Ours, collectively. Totally silly, but I guess it was about unification. We tried to be 1 person. Maybe that's what went so wrong.
I've been discovering that lasting friends aren't the ppl you try to mold yourself into or those you desperately cling to. They're the ones who make you want to be something better, something more, to push yourself. They make you want to stop. Stop whining, stop failing, stop hurting. When you can no longer stand the sound of your own voice, and your shortcomings feel bigger than anything you can handle or mend... when you want to be everything you've hoped the world will be for you... when you hate yourself for all the ways in which you're failing... I guess that's when you know there are ppl worth succeeding for.
These are some of the ppl in my life who make me want to be brave, strong, creative... stable.
I've been discovering that lasting friends aren't the ppl you try to mold yourself into or those you desperately cling to. They're the ones who make you want to be something better, something more, to push yourself. They make you want to stop. Stop whining, stop failing, stop hurting. When you can no longer stand the sound of your own voice, and your shortcomings feel bigger than anything you can handle or mend... when you want to be everything you've hoped the world will be for you... when you hate yourself for all the ways in which you're failing... I guess that's when you know there are ppl worth succeeding for.
These are some of the ppl in my life who make me want to be brave, strong, creative... stable.
How's that for writing therapy?
~Princess Aurora
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