i get asked a lot how i am still hopeful and optimistic despite everything— when the truth is i am just as full of grief as everyone else.
my heart crumbles whenever injustice endures. simple little things can sometimes feel big and scary. my mind can surrender to anxieties and fears. but every now and again a stranger smiles and wishes me a good day. someone tells me about the nice things that happened to them and they have that smile. then the grief dies a little. and i turn that grief to a power that can fuel the love i can give for decades. i never want to give up, especially when i haven't met all the people ( which is to say everything ) that i can love yet. 🫂🏡🤍
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i get asked a lot how i am still hopeful and optimistic despite everything— when the truth is i am just as full of grief as everyone else.
my heart crumbles whenever injustice endures. simple little things can sometimes feel big and scary. my mind can surrender to anxieties and fears. but every now and again a stranger smiles and wishes me a good day. someone tells me about the nice things that happened to them and they have that smile. then the grief dies a little. and i turn that grief to a power that can fuel the love i can give for decades. i never want to give up, especially when i haven't met all the people ( which is to say everything ) that i can love yet. 🫂🏡🤍
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