The only thing I kept was this:
We have to carve out a space for ourselves. Somewhere safe, somewhere we can thrive. I have to keep reminding myself that it is not my job to fix the world. I don't have to stand up for every injustice, but I do need to keep standing. I can't let the world swallow me up.
I can't let the world swallow me up. I can't let everything affect me so much. I need to focus on the things that keep me going.
The ladies comic book club I run had a flower crown night. Most of us had never made one. We sat for two hours, burning our fingers on hot glue, using each other as models so we could see what needed to be adjusted and complementing each others creations.
Every single one came out beautifully, each one completely different. It really was a reflection of the group. We are all so different, but each month we get closer and closer, bonding over our love for geeky things.
I know I tend to downplay my contributions to the world. Even when people insist that I am doing something great, I brush it off. Like the book club and the podcast. I just think people are being nice to me instead of believing their complements.
It's weird. I am the biggest cheerleader for my friends and family. It doesn't make sense that I can't see them doing the same for me. I guess I just don't feel like I'm doing anything worthy of praise.
(I know how ridiculous that is.)
Anyway, here is my flower crown:
And here is a link to the podcast that I participate in:
I hope everyone is enjoying this alarmingly warm weather in February. I'm going to work on writing more uplifting posts. Well, I'm at least going to work on writing more.
