This is from a poem that I keep revisiting by Shane Koyczan titled,”What Mattered.” It’s a long one, and I was gonna put more, but separating them from their original context would be too much of an injustice. This is just one that I really love and thought was strong enough to stand alone.
It’s basically a poem about not giving a fuck. It’s about being who you are now, and who you want to be, not who you think others want you to be. I don’t want to talk about it too much because I want anyone who reads it to have their own takeaways from it, but I couldn’t find it online…. maybe I’ll read it out loud and post it <insert thinking face emoji> that’s how much I want you to read it…. probably not though.