“I don’t have my shit together” why do I keep saying that?!
I do have my shit together. Mentally speaking, emotionally speaking… it’s just that the hours I spent/spend gardening my soul and putting out fires from whatever hell that took part in shaping me… These hours leave little space for materialistic growth… Which we don’t need by the way.
What we need is enough to be free.
Psst. on the physical aspect… Well, chronic illnesses inhabited my vessel. some days I dance, often I limp in pain. Some days I carry my house other times it carries me. We have a beautiful thing going here. 🌻
