the feeling of waking up with loved friends and family, tired from spending time with them the night before, is my new favorite thing. feels wholesome. satisfying? even if i’m a little hungover. lately i’ve been wondering what’s overly romanticized and damaging to my actual perceptions but i’ve realized i’m just actually forming healthy relationships and making regular choices for the first time in my life instead of holing up under all my blankets and waiting for the next day again and again. being healthy feels like a constant high and even if my emotions run out of check they’re so much easier to understand and navigate now that i’m not alone. and falling in love with everything is fine by me because i should have done it a long time ago.