"You are so tender & sweet."

A 6-word love letter to my insecurities.

April 12, 2023

There is something so strange & so lovely about existing so publicly here.

There's something so strange & so lovely about coexisting, too.

There's something so strange & so lovely about noticing the way attention can flow in different directions.

I want to cradle my tender heart.

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I want to talk about themes I'm noticing rather than specifics.

I want to talk about experiences I'm alchemising because it helps me to anchor any shifts.

I want to talk about the little-big pull within me that wants to be friends with everyone.

I want to talk about little-big reminders of my earliest memories: being rejected, an outcast, unwanted & misunderstood-- or perhaps just feeling this way. Either way, I hold these memories in my body, and I notice how much discussions of in-group & outgroup politics activate me.

I want to use words carefully.

When I speak about activation, I'm speaking about a state of being where I’m on edge & jarred. Hypervigilant. Crumblin…