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Don’t Leave Me - 2005

Hand Knit mohair, sweaters are Adult medium and small with 84" connecting sleeve, photo credit: Larry Sanders

Best Friends - 2004

Hand-knit mohair, 22" x 252", photo credit: Larry Sanders.

Lindsay Obermeyer

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#life imitates art

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Hanya Yanagihara, from A Stubborn Lack of Redemption, An Interview With Hanya Yanagihara, Author of A Little Life.

#damage doesn’t calcify if it’s assessed and cleaned before it has the chance #so don’t give it a chance to solidify

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you deserve a more tender tomorrow.

inkskinned

yes, even you. reading this, agreeing without applying, hands in front of your eyes. i’ll pass this on, you think, but it doesn’t apply to me.

i know because i have spent the last 2 weeks trying to say out loud: “i deserve good things.” i only get to “i deserve g-” and then i break out into a cold sweat. who am i to deserve anything? there are people out there suffering. there are people out there who need good things to happen. i don’t deserve anything. i am just a person. a filament. if a good thing was supposed to happen to me, i hope it passes over and happens to someone more - deserving.

but just because you can endure the present does not mean it should be something so painful.

you deserve a tender tomorrow for the same reason you deserve water, food, or air. you deserve it for the effort of survival. you are surviving, aren’t you? doesn’t it take a toll from you, staying here?

goodness and kindness and tenderness should not be a commodity; to be doled out in quantities. you should not feel that life exists as supply-and-demand - your happiness does not come at the cost of someone else. it does not take from some gallon of global happiness. it does not promise that a stranger will have an equally-tragic reaction to tip the scales back into balance.

there is just you, deserving. you didn’t have to earn it. there is no calculation of time-enjoyed versus time-spent-suffering.

trust me. you (yes, even you) deserve peace.