People get really confused when I mention having a teenager, because I’m still under 30. It doesn’t occur to people that adoption is a thing, or that adoption doesn’t automatically mean adopting an infant. I wanted a kid, I found a kid who actually got to, like, consent to having me as a parent. It was dope.
But since people get confused, I’ve just started calling my kid my “foundling” and cultivating some weird fae energy. I got my kid in a pact for someone’s firstborn, don’t worry about it.
The reason the work you’ve done on how you feel doesn’t seem like it’s working is because you need to do it until it works. It’s never been “this strategy will pull you up” it’s always been “here’s something you can do that will END with you getting out of that hole” the climbing still hurts and the being underground still hurts but that doesn’t mean it’s not working
*doing laundry* “this doesn’t feel better
*cooking meals* this doesn’t feel better
*exercising* this doesn’t feel better
*making art* this doesn’t feel better
*cleaning the apartment* this doesn’t feel better
*somewhere months or years down the line*
holy shit
tl;dr
Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before.
