Bruised ribs is why.

Let me tell you a true story.

I had a stroke 5 years ago. It was the day my friend had found out his girlfriend died.

We hadn’t spoke for over a year.

He called me when he found out and I took that shot for him.

My dad had been draining my energy, I’m a physical empath as well as an emotional one. I had gotten so skinny that I could wear a small.

Taking that shot is gave me my stroke.

The fucked up thing is I’ve told my friend that more than once and nothing.

Some people you can’t fix.

I went to bat for my friend with something I’ll never speak about, I was wrong. He deserves what he gets.

I’m at peace with that.

It took me a moment to read that and let it soak in that this is what people are going to read.

I’m a Táltos, a soul healer, when the soul begs, it’s hard to say no sometimes.

Yet I remind myself that choice is something that we each are responsible for. If we make irresponsible choices, how in the fuck do we expect anyone to give a shit.

It’s our responsibility.

Being responsible is a good thing.

Being irresponsible is bad thing that has led to all the world’s evil throughout the shared story of humanity.

Being responsible for yourself and taking it no matter what life throws at you, at some point it comes back.

Being irresponsible does the same thing.

You like shopping, then you look at how much you spent.

One can think of other ways one’s irresponsibility has fucked one and others.

That’s the thing, in truth, when we act irresponsible we hurt others, not just ourselves.

Not one person on Facebook reads this. I look at my stats.

I know who likes shit, I pay attention.

Hence why I know my friend won’t see it.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.