sometimes you’re running late for a birthday party with the understanding that while a gift might not be necessary, you’d feel like a shit friend if you don’t bring something. you scan your apartment. what could you possibly bring as a token? your eye lands on a large piece of citrus fruit on your counter, a pomelo to be exact, but you can’t just bring a loose pomelo to a party. absolutely not. you could, however dress that pomelo up a little bit, give her some light bondage ribbon and a pretty pink bow (for class). now she’s no longer a mere piece of large citrus fruit. no. she’s a dangerous woman (pomelo), a work of art, the belle of the citrus ball, and you, the michelangelo who lovingly crafted her (see slide 2). you bring her to the party, she’s a hit. then, tragedy strikes. her finery was not properly secured, you did not consider this catastrophe as a possibility. you try in vain to fix it (see slide 10). but some things (pomelos) are only meant to be beautiful for a fleeting moment. she fades back into citrus obscurity.
sometimes you’re running late for a birthday party with the understanding that while a gift might not be necessary, you’d feel like a shit friend if you don’t bring something. you scan your apartment. what could you possibly bring as a token? your eye lands on a large piece of citrus fruit on your counter, a pomelo to be exact, but you can’t just bring a loose pomelo to a party. absolutely not. you could, however dress that pomelo up a little bit, give her some light bondage ribbon and a pretty pink bow (for class). now she’s no longer a mere piece of large citrus fruit. no. she’s a dangerous woman (pomelo), a work of art, the belle of the citrus ball, and you, the michelangelo who lovingly crafted her (see slide 2). you bring her to the party, she’s a hit. then, tragedy strikes. her finery was not properly secured, you did not consider this catastrophe as a possibility. you try in vain to fix it (see slide 10). but some things (pomelos) are only meant to be beautiful for a fleeting moment. she fades back into citrus obscurity.
entering my 28th year with an abundance of aquarian joie de vivre, my bum out, and surrounded by so many of my favourite people. not to be a sap (i am one), but i couldn’t stop happy crying yesterday. i’m the luckiest gal in the world, i feel so surrounded by big love in every corner of my life and i truly couldn’t be more grateful. that’s it, the rest is just window dressing. i’m so happy to be here, thank you 💓 (i really wanted to be pithy and irreverant in this post but the unbridled earnestness feels like it’s seeping out of every pore and i quite literally can’t stop it lol)
entering my 28th year with an abundance of aquarian joie de vivre, my bum out, and surrounded by so many of my favourite people. not to be a sap (i am one), but i couldn’t stop happy crying yesterday. i’m the luckiest gal in the world, i feel so surrounded by big love in every corner of my life and i truly couldn’t be more grateful. that’s it, the rest is just window dressing. i’m so happy to be here, thank you 💓 (i really wanted to be pithy and irreverant in this post but the unbridled earnestness feels like it’s seeping out of every pore and i quite literally can’t stop it lol)
entering my 28th year with an abundance of aquarian joie de vivre, my bum out, and surrounded by so many of my favourite people. not to be a sap (i am one), but i couldn’t stop happy crying yesterday. i’m the luckiest gal in the world, i feel so surrounded by big love in every corner of my life and i truly couldn’t be more grateful. that’s it, the rest is just window dressing. i’m so happy to be here, thank you 💓 (i really wanted to be pithy and irreverant in this post but the unbridled earnestness feels like it’s seeping out of every pore and i quite literally can’t stop it lol)
entering my 28th year with an abundance of aquarian joie de vivre, my bum out, and surrounded by so many of my favourite people. not to be a sap (i am one), but i couldn’t stop happy crying yesterday. i’m the luckiest gal in the world, i feel so surrounded by big love in every corner of my life and i truly couldn’t be more grateful. that’s it, the rest is just window dressing. i’m so happy to be here, thank you 💓 (i really wanted to be pithy and irreverant in this post but the unbridled earnestness feels like it’s seeping out of every pore and i quite literally can’t stop it lol)
entering my 28th year with an abundance of aquarian joie de vivre, my bum out, and surrounded by so many of my favourite people. not to be a sap (i am one), but i couldn’t stop happy crying yesterday. i’m the luckiest gal in the world, i feel so surrounded by big love in every corner of my life and i truly couldn’t be more grateful. that’s it, the rest is just window dressing. i’m so happy to be here, thank you 💓 (i really wanted to be pithy and irreverant in this post but the unbridled earnestness feels like it’s seeping out of every pore and i quite literally can’t stop it lol)
it’s baby sister @rucurtis’s birthday today. i wrote all the sappy stuff in her card, so all you really need to know is she’s the best. the very integral part of me i somehow managed to live the first six years of my life without and my best friend. i love you rubes, thanks for being up for the bit all these years (see slide 1) ❤️
it’s baby sister @rucurtis’s birthday today. i wrote all the sappy stuff in her card, so all you really need to know is she’s the best. the very integral part of me i somehow managed to live the first six years of my life without and my best friend. i love you rubes, thanks for being up for the bit all these years (see slide 1) ❤️
it’s baby sister @rucurtis’s birthday today. i wrote all the sappy stuff in her card, so all you really need to know is she’s the best. the very integral part of me i somehow managed to live the first six years of my life without and my best friend. i love you rubes, thanks for being up for the bit all these years (see slide 1) ❤️
it’s baby sister @rucurtis’s birthday today. i wrote all the sappy stuff in her card, so all you really need to know is she’s the best. the very integral part of me i somehow managed to live the first six years of my life without and my best friend. i love you rubes, thanks for being up for the bit all these years (see slide 1) ❤️
it’s baby sister @rucurtis’s birthday today. i wrote all the sappy stuff in her card, so all you really need to know is she’s the best. the very integral part of me i somehow managed to live the first six years of my life without and my best friend. i love you rubes, thanks for being up for the bit all these years (see slide 1) ❤️
It’s world mental health day, so I figured I’d share a little bit about my journey in the hopes of bringing some awareness and maybe making someone feel less alone (I didn’t know what photo to post with this, so here’s a pic of my sister and I because she makes me happy and is one of my safe places). Three years ago I was diagnosed with obsessive compulsive disorder. I spent so much of my life in agony and receiving the wrong kind of treatment because I honestly had no idea what OCD really entailed. I, like so many people thought it always presented as obsessive cleanliness or organization. I didn’t realize that the terrifying intrusive thoughts that would get stuck on a loop in my mind were a symptom. As was when I would lose sleep, walking around my building in my pyjamas to make sure the wasn’t a fire. Or avoiding driving because every time I did, I would worry that I had hit a pedestrian or an animal and forgotten, driving around the block again and again to make sure I hadn’t. I felt like I couldn’t trust my own brain, like I had no control over the well-worn paths it would walk circles in. Despite having the immense privilege of being in therapy, I felt so much shame that I often would keep things from my therapist (which made it very difficult to get the help I needed). I was so paralyzed by my panic that I would spend the better part of some days unable to physically move. Getting a diagnosis was one of the most life-changing experiences I’ve ever had. I was finally able to get the specialized help that I needed, I found community in others with OCD and began to unpack the shame I had held onto for years as I realized I wasn’t so weird after all, I began to let people in in a way I never had before because I felt that I finally had words to put to my experience. I think often about how shame stopped me from getting the help I needed sooner, how lack of awareness about the many, many ways that OCD can manifest kept me from a diagnosis that quite honestly saved my life. There are still bad days, days where I feel stuck, days where I struggle to let things go and trust my own brain, but they are fewer and farther between. (Continued in comments)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
july has turned out to be a game of “how many of her cousins can one gal squeeze in under three weeks” and also “how many times can Ro incorporate that little straw hat that makes her look like a 90s toddler into an outfit before the summer is over” (answer to both: unlimited, mostly cause i have an infinite amount of cousins and a passion for sun protection)
