existence

What if we took care of each other?

Think
about
that.

Just for a moment. What it would mean. What it would look like. Would there be need still if we answered so quickly? Would we stop perpetuating a system that created need? Where does personal responsibility tie in? Or is that just a myth that inidividualistic free enterprise, democracy and, maybe, greed have produced? I really wonder. Does it make sense to only care for ourselves? What would taking care of other people look like? Maybe it means monetary and financial needs. But what about emotionally? Sharing experiences and the wisdom gained from those? Or maybe just being with others would help, them AND us?
We are all connected.
No human is separate or alone. Their existence is connection.
No one truly wants to be alone; they just don't want to be hurt anymore.
How can we love?
How can we take care of each other?
What if we took care of each other?

flawed.

I've realized that it is much more comfortable and much more safe to be angry than it is to be hurt. But truly, the world and life and humans would be far less beautiful if pain only inspired vengeance. I'm trying to remember this as I allow my mind to render the expression of my emotions. I want to be mad, I feel I have a small, but existent, right to be mad, being mad is powerful and hurts less and makes me feel like I'm in control.

But the truth is that it just hurts really bad. I feel left behind. Rather used. Insufficient. Truly by myself, which I'd never acknowledged, deeply, as being before. I feel "not good enough" on an entirely fresh and unexplored level.

And it is so frustrating to know that one person caused this.

Flawed love is what comes from flawed people. And until I am reliant on perfect love, one I've been raised to be familiar with and somehow have devalued as of late, people will always have this power to hurt.

Moving on.

I miss living on campus.

I wish my blog were as cool as Jenna's.

(: