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To everyone carrying a heavy heart in silence, it’s gonna be okay, someday.

after it has been new, scary and uncomfortable, it’s going to be okay. isn’t that what we’re doing it for?

Dreaming of childhood and summer and lemonade and grass with daisies in it and running through sprinklers and devouring books in an afternoon and trying to swing high enough to fly

There’s something so uniquely terrifying about memory issues. I feel like my self is slipping away from me.

I feel this. I feel like I'm slipping away from myself. When I forget the only password I need to remember (the one to my password manager). When I forget conversations that I've had with people. When I forget whole memories and my loved ones are left telling me, I was with you remember we've seen this show twice before? It's distressing, and so I try to document as much as possible. In my journal. On my calendar. Through photos.