a place for fox thoughts

Don't make me put you on my "friends except" list.

Being an adult is just expressing all emotions through the word "fuck" in varying tones.

Sometimes im beautiful, sometimes im shit.

I dare you to feel today.

A friend of mine is going through the loss of a loved one. He was convinced that he needed to be stronger. I told him that strength is not measured in how good we are at masking, or forcing the pain away. True strength is coming home, ripping that mask off, and allowing yourself to finally feel. One thing im learning in life is that there is freedom in feeling. My whole life ive shut my feelings so far out that now sometimes I cant even cry. Now that I am recognizing this I have been able to grow stronger in my mental health. My point to this, running and hiding from our feelings is what is weak. We must not be afraid feel. Your mental health will thank you later.

My kind of deep breathing exercise is being lung deep in a fat dab.

You know what sucks more than being completely oblivious? Noticing. All of it. Everything. Without trying my brain takes, and keeps notes. And without warning these notes will just pop up and dictate how Ill respond or feel in any given situation with any given person. Some call me a psychic. Maybe. I think I just notice, learn and pick up on patterns in people so its easier to "see" or "predict" the outcome. Its probably a survival tool ive developed. Regardless, noticing everything honestly sucks.

Meaning and purpose are the 2 coner stones of life. Is that why ive felt incomplete? I need to find my purpose. And learn what that means to me.