No More Spoons…

I’m not gonna like my alarm going off in a few hours. What’s that old saying? “I’ll sleep when I’m dead?” If the regime has its way death is coming my way full speed ahead. Might as well keep scrolling…

The depression is inevitable. Intrusive thoughts. Do not want.

My chronically ill body hates me for working 30 hours over three consecutive days *in the office.* I would like to sleep for three days please. Oh and aside – A great time to leave your phone at home is when you are out of the house and at work for 14 hours. Oops.

Despite the negative spoons. I am so incredibly lucky to serve/work alongside a collective of mutuals that include this gorgeous human…the work is endless…but rewarding. Making a difference one person at a time.

“If you feel pain, you are alive. If you feel other people’s pain, you are a human being.” —Leo Tolstoy

Let’s keep in mind that for some — e.g., those with degrees of certain chronic illnesses, mental health struggles, neurodivergent traits, and more — existence itself can be an act of resistance, and that is perfectly enough.

— Harper (@harpharpsichord.bsky.social) February 5, 2025 at 8:34 AM