detach yourself from the situation.
climb up somewhere else and gain new perspective.
sometimes i forget it could be worse.
sometimes i forget to laugh at myself.
sometimes i forget how people do things for me instead of to me.
but i will never forget that i am loved.
my brother is playing music and my sister is looking into the mirror while she tries on dresses and it is quiet and the floor is covered in mattresses and i’ve come to realize that i’m happy here, with my book and my coffee.
i love my family.