I set out to write a “seasons greetings” post but halfway through it got way way too dark for the world to see the entirety of it. I initially just wanted to say “you are never alone” but I got carried away and what could be said in four words became 6 paragraphs. Anyway here’s one of the less intense paragraphs.
“It is in this darkness and fear that we fail to notice that what makes life worth it isn’t necessarily the most obvious things. It’s less than that. The good mornings you get from the bus uncle, the ‘whats up?’ an old friend sends you upon joining Telegram, the 2 am chats you have with the friends who stood by you since before dating was an option. We fail to notice that all we need is someone to listen to us when we are sad, to make light of the dark with or without knowing it. We don’t need conscious efforts from a significant other but we go to such lengths to feel like we do. While we are nursing our wounds the people around form an effervescent belt of concern that reaches far deeper than tomorrow ever could. That is what we need and that, in essence, was what the elderly in the article had always wanted, but a part of them slowly died as they realized they could no longer have it. They left their slippers on the highest floor of their HDB block as they plummeted to the earth.”
With that, Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.