Thinking about how much depression there is on my mom's side of the family today for some reason. Mom is an addict, her brother hung himself, her sister OD'd last year. It's so freaking sad how damaged you can be when the world is so beautiful.
I was hanging with a bitcoiner last year and we were talking about the south, and I made a self-deprecating joke that my family is white trash, I said "we are white trash." And it still gives me cringe, because he reacted as if I was talking about him and other white people in the south, and I didn't catch it well enough in the moment to underline that I meant that only about my family.
I hope you are staying strong and bringing more beauty into the world.
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I posted this poem about my grandma's death today, sort of in a similar stream to your ponderings
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68 sats \ 0 replies \ @anon 12 Aug
damaged brains might not be able to perceive beauty damaged brains might be experiencing a lot of pain due to damage damaged brains may seek to alleviate or escape such pain
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