I had the most wonderful thought today. I remember one Easter morning my mom was going to take me to the YMCA to get an Easter basket but then her friend Shirley came. My mom told me they had to go somewhere but would be right back and then we would go get the basket. She left me home alone, and told me not to move from the couch. I was around 7 years old. We never went to get a basket, she didn’t come home until it was dark. I stayed on that couch and went through waves of hope and tears. In my memory today, I showed up as my adult self to that house and took my younger self by the hand and comforted her. It was amazing, being myself young and older, I feel a lot of satisfaction thinking of that memory now.
You ask my why I eat the way I do, scoff at my answers and continue eating animals. But I am right. And you shouldn’t scoff. You think I’m crazy but I know you’re ignorant.
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