itβs hard because you werenβt meant to do it alone. you werenβt meant to be a self-sustaining eco-god who gardens all of your food and eats vegan and only shops at the expensive co-op, makes your own clothes and buys the bulk soaps, cans, organizes events and protests alone, makes flyers and sets up petitions, shows up to political rallies, bike everywhere and inform everyone in the world all on your own.
you were meant to carpool with friends, clip coupons together and have mending circles on Friday nights. you were meant to keep a small plot in a group garden that everyone tends to, and you rotate turns every week. you were meant to design the flyer that your friend hands out or say the speech that your boygirlfriend edited. you were meant to be friends with the public bus drivers and talk to the farmers who drop off that crazy new kombucha flavor at the co-op and be kind to Walmart cashiers. you were meant to meal plan together and crowdfund for families in need and read each other old poetry and contemplate manifestos together hungover at the local coffee shop on special treat sunday and then go to the beach and have awesome gay sex that night. not alone. not kidding.
find your people instead of making a different kind of work for yourself. doing it all alone has never been your burden to bear. you were meant to do it with friends.
by the way this post wasnβt about finding the perfect set of people, it was about working with people from all backgrounds even if they arenβt permanent in your life and donβt align with all your beliefs. if you believe in this, everyone is your people.
