I didn’t write last week.
I’ve been going through some health issues and juggling the Ever Something to Say episodes. They tend to do better on alt platforms because as we know, Youtube stifles certain people based on content and keywords, also I’m sure no one really cares what anyone else has to say most days, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have fun creating a vid to say it.
Showing another person around my state has opened my eyes to how lucky I’ve been to live in a place of beauty rich and rare, and, also that in this time, where my country is still on the height of the rollercoaster and we have not yet begun a full vertical descent into whatever is coming.
By that, I mean according to some people and my own knowledge of history, some people I speak to, streams I watch, and others who serve as prophets we are to face more problems with resources, economics, global interactions, wokencomics/culture and more.
Today my world is good.
I got to breathe the sea air and think about how far I’ve come with my health and my goals. I got to spend time with a friend and talk about all the things you gossip about with a good female friend. Yes, there were dicks mentioned. Old dicks, not present dicks. For we both have no dicks right now.
Behind us was a table of very young women but they had to be 18 because they were drinking Margaritas. They also ordered Margherita pizzas..so maybe it was the only adult word they knew at this point in their newly-found adulthood. *shrugs*
It got me thinking about different stages in life. I felt old, but also glad I’d already surpassed the pain they would go through. Eg maybe a chronic health diagnosis, a violent relationship or two, bills, heartbreak, disappointment because, as positive as you’d like to be, all that shit’s coming, girls.
And it happens to easily, you don’t even notice it, you’re just trying to survive the fallout from the last explosion.
I was almost 21 when my first real longterm relationship started, it spanned years and was rife with drama, pain, confusion, mental health issues resulting in him being hospitalised repeatedly, and abuse.
I hoped those girls wouldn’t experience that shit, some people don’t, right? Some people meet the love of their life early and live happily ever after, some people spend their money and time on imitating Only fans “models” and that becomes their grift, and they don’t get stuck in the things I once did. They’re smarter.
But today I’m at a place where I accept it. My past happened. I’m not there anymore, and I’m surrounded by the most amazing things in nature that I couldn’t see before because I was stuck in my head trying to survive.
It was an interesting feeling that I probably couldn’t explain correctly if someone had asked for details. Here I am.
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