I have been ultra sensitive this month. My doctor says it’s not my new meds, so I’m gonna have to blame that old villain, stress.
To be clear, not everything that has made me cry is bad. Some is beautiful. Some touches my heart.
Here’s a brief list:
- clothes shopping
- kittens on Instagram
- therapy (which has been soooooo frequent)
- a specific man online who doesn’t want me
- men online in general
- loneliness in general
- Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor
- my messy bedroom
- this blog about a blind and deaf five-year-old
- this powerful 11-year-old girl, whom– if my math is correct– I will be voting for as president in 2044: