06/02/2026
the last half mile of 17 was straight uphill
I almost stopped.
couldn’t see the top. but
any time I say “I can’t”,
it comes true.
because i’m fu***ng strong.
i’ll make it happen.
so I say something else instead.
“you can do it girl. you’re doing it!”
so I carry this heavy ass backpack
and sometimes wish I didn’t have to be the one to carry this heaviness.
God it would be nice to feel held.
that sentiment brings tears to my eyes.
but my tears of grief
open up my heart and turn
into tears of joy
I don’t know what the question is,
but the answer is always self-love.
Look up!
You’re at the top :)
🌲♥️🔥🦋💃