Alchemical rage
Beyond the fact that it sounds like an epic band name…
This.
This is the perspective I’ve been missing.
I’ve been sitting here overthinking my writing the past few days (a common occurrence) because something felt off.
I believe authentic, embodied anger is beautiful.
I believe honoring our bodies and our voices when anger is what MUST come out is SO important.
Yet, I couldn’t help but feel I wasted my own energy writing “Fuck palatable” and “On palatability […]”.
Like, I stand on what I said, but I could’ve directed my energy so much more efficiently.
My anger is a precious alchemical resource, and I gave it away to people who will do nothing with it.
That’s my loss and no one else’s.
Anyway, I’m really excited to become even less palatable. It feels amazing.
But going forward, I will be working to use my alchemical ingredients more wisely. My spells must only be crafted with the purest, highest grade materials, after all. 🙂↕️😏
P.S. it’s been 7 days since I became homeless. If you enjoyed this post, please consider leaving me a tip. 💸