Dear Tiffany,
This was supposed to be an art letter, but your head hurts a lot.
So, instead, it is a love letter to your aching head.
Headaches suck.
You’ve had headaches since you were very small.
You’ve had debilitating headaches so many times in your life.
Consider the fact that this body is such a challenging companion, and you are so consistently committed to finding new ways into acceptance and awareness.
Consider how violently you ejected yourself up out of this body, clawing your way up the ladder of your spine into your brain and up, built a wall between you and you, defended it for years.
Consider how carefully you are pulling that wall down, brick by brick.
Consider how painful that process of brick pulling is, and you’re still in it! You’re in it, you’re committed to it, and you’re also committed to doing it as compassionately and gently as possible.
It was a violent ejection out, into dissociation and distance. And it is a slow and gentle and compassionate return, into connection and integration.
I love you.
You’re hardcore. But, like, gentle hardcore. Soft hardcore. Gloom Fairy hardcore.
– Me