So How You Doin?

“so how you doin’?”

"ugh, that trope is so overused"

okay? what are you going to tell me next, that the sunset is overdone? the sound of your favorite song is passé? the sight of your loved ones is worn out and tired? that we shouldn't revel in the simple joy of enjoying what we know we like, all because of some arbitrary quota you've imagined?

pretty sure i could romanticise anything, i am deeply delusional.

A happy ending:

“She agreed to love herself deeply.She was finally the sun of her own life.”

-Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction

"I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break."

-Marya Hornbacher, Wasted

It's awful and shameful to have to think this way but it's the only way you can. Times will get better but there is no rainbow without the rain, fight as hard as you can and you will win. We will succeed.

I know.

You're angry. You should be. You're scared. You should be.

This is awful. It's horrifying. It's deeply depressing. Rage. Scream. Mourn the tragedy we know is coming.

But remember this: what we are about to experience is the world our grandmothers and great grandmothers lived in. This is what they fought against.

Remember that they won. Even if the victory was temporary, they still won.

We can win, too. Prepare yourself. Finish your mourning, and get back to the fight. Yes, it's awful that we have to have this same fight. It's frustrating. It's heartbreaking. But now is not the time to surrender to despair.

Now the work begins.