Everything needs to be segmented into these chunks of life that makes sense to other people, but does absolutely nothing you tri Rs.
Piping hot tea or I guess vent session about the world losing its humanity
I just spoke to one of my friends about the most basic things of what was going through my mind. Like hardly venting just saying this is what I’m thinking about. Saying how I was processing it and dealing with it in a healthy way. Then she had the nerve to say oh have you ever considered therapy. Have I not made it clear to enough to everyone that I have zero interest fitting into a mold for everyone’s comfort. I’m not trying to have a conversation for my emotions I’m speaking to my friend that I care about to have a conversation about life. The way it should be. You’re not shelling out money for someone benefiting from your misfortune etc. Yes, therapy helps when you are truly struggling, but the moment you express an emotion does not mean you need therapy.
Like what is the point otherwise? I’ll never find the kind of friends I want. I don’t want bonds that are the strength of a single hair. I want the ones that are braids that are braided from thousands of hairs.
When did adults become the most boring life sucking things perpetuating a way to live that is just capitalism and responsibilities.
Lots of Honey 