Just because the days are repetitive at the moment, it does not mean you are not still making progress. You are not wasting your life. You still have time.
Wish I could reach out and ask you what you do when you feel hopeless. This is when many people would pray for the job of their dreams or for the right position to find them, but what do you do?
So I remember being around maybe 10 years old, and I was sitting in the car with my mom outside of store. I think that my sister may have been going through a break up at the time. I just distinctively remember looking up at the sign, thinking to myself “I am never going to date a guy and waste my time with him if I’m not going to marry him.”
I don’t I don’t know what channeled this thought in my brain or how I thought that you got from before dating to dating to marriage and everything that happens in between or what hurt me that caused this thought. But crossing that bridge…I don’t know if I can do it.
The vulnerability necessary to find out if that person is the one is already passed the point of dating. and I don’t know. I just I want to skip to that I know I can trust you part, but how do you decide who to open up to and who is it gonna break your heart?
That was the summer of 1963 — when everybody called me Baby, and it didn’t occur to me to mind. That was before President Kennedy was shot, before the Beatles came, when I couldn’t wait to join the Peace Corps, and I thought I’d never find a guy as great as my dad. That was the summer we went to Kellerman’s.
being in your early twenties is like [grocery shopping alone] [having instant noodles for dinner] [remembering random details about that one friend you haven’t spoken to in five years] [feeling overwhelming guilt for every purchase that isn’t strictly “necessary”] [having midday naps] [finding out through facebook that the girl who was mean to you in high school has a husband and a baby] [falling a little in love with every stranger on public transport] [pretending you’re not afraid of being alone] [wondering when you’ll feel like a fully realized person] [listening to bands you liked in middle school] [blinking and it’s suddenly december] [failing to imagine yourself ten years from now] [feeling like you’re running out of time]
Internalized ableism (TW!!) isn’t always obvious. To the disabled person, it can just seem like logical thinking, mixed with societal standards.
- its just the second floor, and its not that bad. I shouldnt need the elevator, and how else am i gonna gain the stamina to do so if i dont practice??
- If I were to go to the disability office and ask for accomodations, id basically be giving up so why bother?
- its so stupid that im this out of breath from walking just to the library
- you know who really has it bad? People with cancer. I should be ashamed
- i dont need a rolling backpack, imagine what people would think?
- i dont need a mobility aid, i just need to try harder
- i dont need a tutor i just need to try harder
- i dont need a therapist or all these doctor appointments