i do not have a brain. where my brain is meant to be there is a small pond filled with tadpoles and water lilies

art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you

"Weird energy in here today" I say, referring to the inside of my brain.

I’m starting to get tired of the air of superiority and moralistic tone people take when you share a negative experience you went through with someone as in: “but what does it say about you?” “you shouldn’t have allowed that” “turn the mirror back to yourself” “you only get what you allow” I don’t think people understand what it actually means to be human, to have healthy boundaries and carry a basic level of compassion. I’m not saying you should be a pushover, give endless chances or accept mistreatment. But why avoid the complexities in relationships? Why is there this need to shame others for the missteps of other people? But life happens..sometimes you trust someone and make decisions based on the information you had at the time. Sometimes you stay longer than you should have. Maybe, in the end, you were simply experimenting with trust, love and connection. There’s something dangerous in this idea that if you’re "evolved enough" nothing "negative" (heartbreaks, disappointments, failure etc) will ever happen to you again. Maybe the people who judge your missteps so harshly are just terrified too..terrified of making mistakes..terrified of really living.