Sometimes you need a fresh start. And sometimes a fresh start isn’t as shimmery and romantic as all the TikToks set to soft indie cover songs or as thrilling and liberating as Miley, Demi, or Selena’s first post-Disney album*. Sometimes a fresh start is simply necessary. And if I’ve learned anything in the last six years of purely definitional adulthood, it’s that something that is necessary is not always something that is positive. Which, for the record, sucks.
Read MoreEasier said than done.
Read MoreI think I think too much.
My mind is a ceaseless washing machine of thoughts, stuck in a never-ending spin cycle of the most minuscule blurbs (is oat milk even good for you? what is the actor that played Bob on the Suite Life of Zack & Cody up to now?) and the larger, looming terrors of human life (am I enough for the people I so desperately want to be enough for? do I even have a purpose and, if I do, am I living it well?). Sloshing around, emerging suddenly and vanishing just as quickly, occasionally driving me to insanity. Thinking, always.
Read MoreWebster’s Dictionary defines grief as, “deep and poignant distress caused by or as if by bereavement,” which is technically correct and denotative if you’re into all that. Personally, I prefer Urban Dictionary’s definition of grief, which is “the worst ever.” Feel like that sums it up a little more accurately.
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