I didn't realize it until now, but you're probably exactly like me.

So.

It's May.

14th.

Wow.

I don't even want to get into that right now.

So I won't.

Let's talk about life. Life is great. Big. Scary. A big huge pressure chamber, if you think about it. We worry. All of us. About the little things, the big things, nothing, and everything. I would list my worries for you but I don't want to depress anyone right now. I'd rather we all become so joyful we're bouncing on the balls of our feet (maybe not in the same time though - could you imagine standing beside me and all your other favorite bloggers [wink wink] and just giggling and hugging but wiggling on the balls of our feet IN THE SAME TIME with our heads all bopping and ah... That sounds lovely. But the idea of being out of sync with one another is wonderful too.).

Do you ever recognize something (about yourself or your views) and then you see it everywhere? You see it in the blogs you read, the exhaled cloud of what's supposed to be summer air, the sickness of a friend. You see reactions, emotions and experiences through the lense of your eyes and your brain makes the connection like yes. Yes I relate and I'm not as far off as I make myself believe!

I love it. I love how God turns my head as I confess my stress to Him. He points to all my friends and whispers, "Rose, he struggles too. And so does she. And her best friend. Her cousin. Her cousin's boyfriend's sister's pet turtle. You're not alone."

You're not alone either. I promise it. In fact, because we think we are alone, that fact alone makes us not alone because we're both thinking it. BOOM.

Where was I going with this again? I'm not sure it matters, but if you need something to pull out of this...

You are not alone. Don't let yourself believe there's any reason to be.

It's okay to stress. Stress means you're alive and you care.

You'll get through this, so make mistakes. Make decisions. MAKE GOOD ART.

I love your smile.

God hears you.

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I love how messy this post is! Don't you? Hey, if you're struggling or need a hand or just want to stare at something, sign up for my 15-minute power sessions. I just did one the other day with Sofia, and I thought it was great.

Have a great day, you bloody brilliant soul.

PS: If your cousin's boyfriend's sister has a pet turtle, give me a holla back.

PPS: I read All the Bright Places and it gave me great insight on human struggle, too.

May I ask for your [honest] opinion?

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