Reader, you have no idea how many dark nights you’ve seen me through. You help me have new “perspectacles” that find the silver lining on every stupid, black, little rain cloud that follows me. I’ll be the first to admit that can be annoying as hell. Sometimes my positive repositioning makes me roll my own eyes. Sorta like when you have a booger plaguing your nose and you have no choice but to stick a finger in to dislodge it. Disgusting, yes, but also immensely satisfying.
The struggle is real.
Now that you’re here, I just want to thank you for daring greatly to be so vulnerable in exposing your flaws. It allowed me to immediately recognize them as my own and erase all doubt and shame. I laugh about it now. I see the beauty in my own disastrous exsistence. Like taxidermy.
For that, I am forever grateful.
Keep doing you, boo.