For the state of your soul, sometimes you need to lib out. Maybe you don’t need to yell at your uncle or whatever, but maybe you have to get on X and talk about your real earnest feelings on the matter.
Sometimes I just freak out and it gets a little ugly but Sinhead O’Connor once said that “it is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society”
Sometimes I just have to get a little crazy and angry and grieve it all and then scream and maybe even lash out a bit but fuck it I’m human. Im glad I feel it at all I guess
Then I can just go from there
