what i’ve learned this year:
everyone is worthy of love but not everybody knows how to receive it (yet). making art is important but being a human is more important. it is possible to make time for the things that mean the most to me. sharing is caring. some people will never grow up or change or work to transform themselves, and those people deserve sympathy because they will always be unhappy. k**l ‘em with kindness. i’m ready to let all my grey hairs grow in. oat milk is not just a fad, it’s a delicious fad. being mean never works, but being ‘nice’ in the face of bigotry is not always the best path. ahimsa and satya must be balanced. food will never replace the love i didn’t get in my youth. a cocktail is an acceptable substitute for xanax. occasionally.
the people who love you right will celebrate your successes wholeheartedly. it’s okay to need help. it’s okay to accept help. hatred is taught, and undoing it takes committed work. taking a deep breath will change everything. the best collaborators breathe together. my body is just for me and i can choose when and how to share it with others. anger and anxiety can be useful to get things done. occasionally. accepting love is hard and also the best thing i’ve ever done. i have value, and things to offer the world. i am good enough, worthy enough, and strong enough. for anything. this year i feel stronger, calmer, and wiser than ever before, so i’m really into this aging thing.
also, this is how i watch tv now.