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I'm Sarah Weeldreyer! Thank you for joining me on my adventures discovering the natural world and discovering Truths through mindfulness and brave, open-hearted, simple living. 

and yet...

and yet...

i find myself currently in a place of anger, not a great place to write from maybe, and yet...

writing helps me process emotions, suss out what is True from what is Fear, and yet...

I don't want to create more hurt, more pain, and yet...

a mama bear gives zero fucks about inflicting pain when she feels her cubs are in danger, and yet...

it is so hard to know, how to face the danger in the right way, take the high road, and yet...

it is hard to walk up hill, and the street is full of mud and bullshit and all manner of unsavoriness, and yet...

it wouldn't make a difference, and yet...

it might to me. And so...

I'm pissed! About fathers with no regard for the well-being of their children. About selfish humans who wander through life like an errant driver causing chaos and destruction behind them but cruising by unscathed. About the Fear that I carry, that saying what is true will result in my being cast out, left behind, by people who, if they were to do so, wouldn't be my people anyways! About little boys having to crawl from their beds crying, worried, that they will be laughed at or mocked or made less than if they were to express their true heart to one who is supposed to care the most for them and yet seems too caught in Self to notice the harm done.

And here's the other thing, that I have to remind myself, not saying the things does not make them less true. It just makes it less likely that they will ever by remedied. and yet..

I haven't much hope for remedy anymore.

Truth

Truth

i'm back bitches...

i'm back bitches...

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