F*ck it. Smile.
You know how we see motivational speakers and when they’re done speaking, for a few minutes we believe the world won’t eat us alive? Me too.
I’m not saying that your dreams are too far out of reach; I’m not saying that you shouldn’t believe their light.
I’m saying that at this very moment, I’ve done all of the things that my spirit and creator asked of me. I’ve pushed myself out of my comfort zone, I’ve let myself see and be seen, and I’m proud of myself.
Still, it sucks when then there is little to show for it.
If you’ve put your last few dollars into a dream, your last bit of faith in a cause that seems to turn it’s head, if you’ve struggled to see results, or if you’ve doubted your purpose at all, I’m here with you.
When It seems easier to light a match and watch it all burn, while simultaneously flipping the debris a middle finger, (I can’t believe I’m about to say this) SMILE.
Can’t pay rent? Fuck it. Something will shake, or you’ll move on. See the road.
Got cancer? Fuck it. You’re still alive and beautiful. Your sickness does not define your legacy.
Homeless? Fuck it. Mortgages are expensive.
Negative in the bank account? Well, now you damn sure cant give those thieves your money.
I empathize with you, and I say these things to help laughter bubble up in your chest.
When we can’t choose anything else, we can choose to laugh.
I love you.
You’re safe here. <3