a letter to the sads.

give it to  me.

give me the best. give me the worst. give me the inbetween.

give me whatever you have.

it’s not like i’ll back down.

it’s not like you’d be able to catapult me into the ether.

it’s not like you’d be powerful enough to overwhelm me.

give me the bright, the sunny.

give me the shit and the scummy.

you see, you forget. you forgot, again…

i’m here. i have this life i got blessed with.

and you can be fucked if you think i’m going to let you fuck with it.

you can go jump into a muddy lake if you think i’ll let you, yes YOU, get me down.

and, you forgot, again, that i have someone who squeezes my hand and dances with me.

you forgot, again, that i have a little person, who puts her head on my shoulder and says

“mom, i love you more than the whole wide world”.

you forgot, i have this giant trampoline of love.

it’s held up by people who love me, who love Cam. Who love the bits inbetween just as much as they love the moments

of shine.

you forgot my compassion.

you forgot my ability to kick.

you forgot my ability to not kick.

you forgot my ability to write.

you forgot my ability to love.

you, the little voice that says “no”.

vs

me, the big voice that says “fuck yes”.

guess who wins. guess.who.wins.

i’ve beaten you before.

and i will do it again.

watch me.