not matter how small

“and he lived to wield his sword more deadly with his left hand than his right.”

Brain: Because of the old belief that lefthandedness was devilish?
Me: I beg you pardon?
Brain: I mean idk if that was a thing in England but a semi thorough google search leads to a website that says and I quote: “up until the seventies lefthandedness was considered of the devil and “corrected” to be right handed.“
Brain: So lets for argument sake say that it was in fact also a thing in England.
Brain: Having Maedhros being forced from being a "normal righthanded person” to a lefthanded one plus basically stating that he murders better with his left could be a smaller symbolism of his dark path to madness.
Me: You overthink these things with randomly know trivia?
Brain: Its what I do best.

So I was thinking about making a post about my physical insecurities. Like everyone has something about their body they don’t like so I thought this might help show people that everyone has something and that it’s OK, no matter how big or small. Thoughts?

If you ever feel like you’re carrying the weight of this world on your shoulders and if you ever feel like you’re never enough to all those around you. Don’t despair. This world was never meant to be easy. Some days you may feel like you’re enough, some days you won’t. People will constantly put you down no matter how hard you work towards something. Your goals may seem small in their eyes but celebrate your achievements, no matter how small they may be. Only you know how much you struggled to get to where you are now. You are enough. You always have been. Maybe not to others, maybe not to yourself. But you will one day. You were created for a purpose. Fulfill that. Stay strong.

You will always be enough in the eyes of your Lord.

It’s not stupid. I promise. It’s not stupid to turn into your 5 year old self and get happy beyond measure for the little things. It’s not stupid to be proud of yourself for completing a load of laundry and washing the dishes. You aren’t lame for patting yourself on the back when you chose a salad over a burger. You’re taking care of yourself and each victory - no matter how small - is worth celebrating. 

In case you needed a reminder; all of your hard work is paying off and all of your progress has been incredible. No matter how small of steps you’re taking or how much back pedaling you’ve had to do–progress is progress and you’re doing a great job.

i think this year only taught me to love the smallest things. okay. okay. so the world is trying to kill us. so the world has succeeded in a few cases.

but in the shower this morning i realized that little girls are going to dress up as ghostbusters this year for halloween. that we have a movie where women save the day and don’t need to look pretty. 

okay. so a human pile of excrement is our republican candidate. but target, lifeblood of my middle-aged mom side - target took a stand for trans rights even though they didn’t have to. ben and jerry’s came out in full and explicit support of black lives matter. small things, i think to myself. how many people stood in the florida heat to give blood in the wake of the orlando shooting. how many people donated time and money to the victims, how the hospitals refused to charge the victims. 

it’s the small things. hamilton sweeps the tony’s with a cast of diverse actors and actresses. pokemon go gives people the chance to make friends and embrace nature. disney responds to public demand, makes mulan right and promises to cast all chinese actors. 

sometimes it’s us. us, our small bodies, just little atoms of resistance, sick of the way things are going, promising ourselves to the void. my school at umass amherst responds to the idea of a clown killer by dressing up in hockey equipment and threatening to hurt anyone who would hurt us; i watch frat boys form teams to get girls home safe just in case. i watch our generation flood the streets after police killings, i watch our footprints refuse to backtrack. i watch peace rallies, christians forming protective rings around muslims praying, young girls demanding better from double standards, protests that swell the streets. 

i think: okay. the storm is trying to swallow us. but we are somehow staying. more than lighthouse, we are the waves, picking up in the face of the wind, laughing, asking the world to keep throwing things at us because we only grow, we only survive, and we still make good out of terrible; carve it out of our own bodies if we have to; but we do it.

we make good. we make good. and it’s pretty incredible.

6

This story is about the Baudelaires. And they are the sort of people who know that there’s always something. Something to invent, something to read, something to bite, and something to do, to make a sanctuary, no matter how small. And for this reason, I am happy to say, the Baudelaires were very fortunate indeed.

Romantic Tropes I’m an absolute sucker for:

The slow burn where they both love each other but think the other person doesn’t feel the same way but literally everyone in the world knows how they feel about each other.

They absolutely loathe each other but everyone around them knows that they actually totally love each other.

Royalty/Commoner ESPECIALLY when the commoner didn’t know they were royalty and feel so betrayed when they find out.

I mean really, any version of the Person A is hiding something about their identity for decentish reasons and Person B eventually finds out and is just so betrayed and Person A has some version of the “I didn’t mean for it to happen, but it did. I fell in love with you.” (Chasing Liberty is my favorite, okay?)

Also the “we’re from different worlds” version, too.

And of course Person A is trying to rescue/find/reunite with they significant other and Person B gets enlisted to help but then totally falls in love but thinks Person A really loves sigo, but when they finally are reunited they realize they really love Person B.

FAKE ENGAGEMENT!!!!!!!!

Remember to slow down you guys. Get off your phones and have a face to face conversation. Take in your meal and actually enjoy it. Maintain eye contact with people. Pay attention and soak in what’s actually going on around you. Look at the sky more often. Drink more water. Eat more fruit. Say thank you more often. Appreciate things fully. Enjoy life itself, in the current state that you’re in. Don’t focus on the negative or bad. Focus on the good things going on with you no matter how small they may seem. Things might be crazy and deranged right now but you’re here.

Celebrate your victories. Each and every one. Every step forward is important, no matter how small.