Hannahver

"Passingly, I think that this might always have been inevitable, that perhaps she had always known it but had wanted to hold on for me, for as long as she could."

girls of horror (2010s-20s)

and it’s three am on a school night, yeah, so i’m looking out my window at the sky, and i’m thinking, i am so used to not wanting to be alive. but i did want to be alive, right then, and so i thought, why is that? when and how did i get to that point?

so i wrote it down, and i posted it, because my therapist told me that i should share more of my work, even if i think its points are hackneyed and its details are messy. and then, people liked it. which is so fucking weird. and kind. and good. and fucking weird.

I’m sorry I’m hard to love.

I’m sorry I am always crying.

I’m sorry I can’t take care of myself

I talk about this stuff because I think it’s important to remember that not all activism is big protests or calling your Congresspeople. Sometimes it’s getting groceries. Sending emails. Driving someone to an appointment. Washing dishes. So if that’s more your speed than being out in public talking to other humans, you still have a place. And if you’re being loud and visible in public, remember that the behind the scenes stuff matters too. We can all do different things, and all of them are valuable, and all of them are needed. Can’t destroy a government on an empty stomach, don’t you know?