Hey Kelsey. I accidentally happened upon this in my email when looking for something else. Perfect timing.
I just got home from a human sexuality class where we did a somatic exercise and of course my past shit bubbled up. I cried a bit in front of everyone in class and felt really embarrassed. I didn’t announce to the class what I had gone through or anything, but my teacher asked where the hurt was coming from. All I could say was “family.” And that was that.
Then, I come home and read this. What a gift. I laughed out loud and cried when I got to the part where you realized you had been seen that night. What a fucking beautiful and trippy gift - all thanks to slip of tongue. You come to my mind a lot when I am feeling embarrassed or struggling with what happened to me as a kid, especially these days when heavy things happen in the school setting and I sometimes feel like I’m hiding or not understood.
I remember that I am human and that there really are others out there who are seeing, knowing. And it’s okay to forget sometimes because the universe seems to have a way of reminding us again.
This was so beautiful to read! Miss you Kelsey!!
Miss you too, glad you're here! <3
miss seeing u there & love ur substack my anthro homie <3
You wrote all the words in my head so perfectly. 💌
Absolutely beautiful. I adore your writing style so much. I’m so glad you were seen <3
Awe, this is fantastic
Hey Kelsey. I accidentally happened upon this in my email when looking for something else. Perfect timing.
I just got home from a human sexuality class where we did a somatic exercise and of course my past shit bubbled up. I cried a bit in front of everyone in class and felt really embarrassed. I didn’t announce to the class what I had gone through or anything, but my teacher asked where the hurt was coming from. All I could say was “family.” And that was that.
Then, I come home and read this. What a gift. I laughed out loud and cried when I got to the part where you realized you had been seen that night. What a fucking beautiful and trippy gift - all thanks to slip of tongue. You come to my mind a lot when I am feeling embarrassed or struggling with what happened to me as a kid, especially these days when heavy things happen in the school setting and I sometimes feel like I’m hiding or not understood.
I remember that I am human and that there really are others out there who are seeing, knowing. And it’s okay to forget sometimes because the universe seems to have a way of reminding us again.
I hope all is well ❤️