What a needed exhale. I resonated with so much here, but the idea of writing as a release valve really stuck with me. Such a great reminder that it’s an act of preservation. Thanks for sharing this!
"how people speak in absolutes because absolutes are easier to carry than questions. questions require staying open, and staying open hurts. sometimes i wonder when we decided that listening was the same as agreeing" This really resonated with me, because I've had similar thoughts/feelings. People don't seek out others' opinions/ideas/beliefs anymore, everyone just announces their own. They're not really conversations anymore, they're lines drawn in the sand. "...caring meant choosing sides instead of choosing people." This, too. Normally, unless your stance is very far from where I stand morally, I choose people. Hopefully, with time and conversations over wine and walks through the parks, we can nudge each other - help each other - towards the beliefs and ideals that make us better humans.
gosh, you know i adore your work so deeply, kenz--but this piece has truly struck me. how you describe the somewhat emotionless society we live in with such accuracy, such grace--beautiful!
there are so many lines that touched me here, but i particularly love, 'what scares me isn’t chaos. it’s numbness.' and 'how people speak in absolutes because absolutes are easier to carry than questions. questions require staying open, and staying open hurts.'
I really felt this deeply, you have articulated your feelings so well and honestly. They settled in me, and deeply resonated. Thank you for your this beautiful write 🤍
ok, so as I was reading this I felt my chest tighten and then eyes started to water.. I felt this more than I can ever explain......" when i let the words move without asking them to behave, something opens. the sentences don’t want to make arguments. they want to confess. they want to wander. they want to admit that i am tired in a way sleep doesn’t fix, that i am paying attention even when i wish i weren’t, that i am grieving something i can’t point to without sounding dramatic.".....and then it just escalated from there...grieving a different time, of needing to brace for the next thing, missing real conversation. thoroughly enjoyed this and felt it to my core. thank you for sharing!
What a needed exhale. I resonated with so much here, but the idea of writing as a release valve really stuck with me. Such a great reminder that it’s an act of preservation. Thanks for sharing this!
Thank you for having words for something I could but words to.
I have recently also noticed the constant buzz, and you’re right, it is bracing.
I am bracing.
This is exactly the kind of writing I came here for. Thank you. 🙏 ✨
You inspire me to write and not brace.
"how people speak in absolutes because absolutes are easier to carry than questions. questions require staying open, and staying open hurts. sometimes i wonder when we decided that listening was the same as agreeing" This really resonated with me, because I've had similar thoughts/feelings. People don't seek out others' opinions/ideas/beliefs anymore, everyone just announces their own. They're not really conversations anymore, they're lines drawn in the sand. "...caring meant choosing sides instead of choosing people." This, too. Normally, unless your stance is very far from where I stand morally, I choose people. Hopefully, with time and conversations over wine and walks through the parks, we can nudge each other - help each other - towards the beliefs and ideals that make us better humans.
gosh, you know i adore your work so deeply, kenz--but this piece has truly struck me. how you describe the somewhat emotionless society we live in with such accuracy, such grace--beautiful!
there are so many lines that touched me here, but i particularly love, 'what scares me isn’t chaos. it’s numbness.' and 'how people speak in absolutes because absolutes are easier to carry than questions. questions require staying open, and staying open hurts.'
you are a true talent, lovely kenz <333
I really felt this deeply, you have articulated your feelings so well and honestly. They settled in me, and deeply resonated. Thank you for your this beautiful write 🤍
ok, so as I was reading this I felt my chest tighten and then eyes started to water.. I felt this more than I can ever explain......" when i let the words move without asking them to behave, something opens. the sentences don’t want to make arguments. they want to confess. they want to wander. they want to admit that i am tired in a way sleep doesn’t fix, that i am paying attention even when i wish i weren’t, that i am grieving something i can’t point to without sounding dramatic.".....and then it just escalated from there...grieving a different time, of needing to brace for the next thing, missing real conversation. thoroughly enjoyed this and felt it to my core. thank you for sharing!