Hammocks happened. They help with relaxing.
Trees are getting leaves. Garden is planted. This is relief.
I constantly give to others, and I’m hitting limits again. So now I give to myself for a bit.
I deserve better, and I must make it happen for me. No one else is jumping to solve all of my desires, not even God. And I deserve to feel better, so I’m giving a bit to myself for now.
I needed to feel safer, so I scheduled an appointment for long term contraceptive. There will be no more children until I’m ready, and that’s for certain now. That is regardless as to whether I add a significant-other or not, or whether I fix my health or not. I claim my right to contraception for my sense of safety and security.
I needed more relaxation and destress, so hammocks have been hung and bird feeders filled. I now have the closest porch to the one of my dreams, which I am able to accomplish.
Our cannabis cards finally came in, and I’ve paid for a quarter of our monthly allowable. That shit is expensive now that everyone knows it actually helps us in amazing ways. I found CBD broadspectrum extracts and I found CbG for even more healing. Plus some just plain straight from the source wholesome goodness. Now I know why, in the one documentary, the one parent said the doses for seizure treatment cost a thousand dollars a month. I could easily spend that at the dispensary here.
Regardless, as the weather allows I’m going to enjoy my porch and some cannabis too. I deserve healing. I deserve peace. I deserve comfort. I deserve love. I’m showing myself some love every way I can.
May you find ways to find your own healing. May you show yourself some love. May you be kind to yourself and give yourself love when you need it. May you find ways to meet your own desires even in adversity. May you know that you are loved and supported.