so sad today
It may seem that others are achieving “liberation” through following their passions, but what you might not see is the hard work behind it.
I’ve found that the less pressure I place on myself to love myself—at least the way the self-care industrial complex peddles that concept—the better I feel.
With a stranger, there are so many empty spaces we get to fill with our imagination, but as we get to know a person better, there are less blanks.
From August 2018 to August 2019, I am only saying yes to requests out of a creative interest, a financial need, or a genuine desire to be of service based on love and friendship.
The thing about arriving is that it’s elusive.
There was no clear power imbalance, and in many of these encounters I was totally sober. Yet I still wasn’t able to, or was afraid to, access my voice.
The creator of the #DepressedWhileBlack Twitter account on the specific challenges she faces at the intersection of depression and blackness.
Advice from So Sad Today.
There are not enough FB messages, DMs, flirtations, sexts, makeouts, fucks, or I love yous to fill the hole inside of us.
Some days, it's OK to just do nothing.
It's about our inability to appreciate the good things we have in our lives.
I hate the expression "self-love," but I've come to understand my own version of it, and that I've maybe been doing some form of it all along.