I’m the sensitive one. I’m the weird one. I have a big heart. I care. If I love you, I love deeply. If I’m your friend you can trust me. I love other weirdos. I love people with big hearts. If you read this and can relate. I’m sending you a big hug, my big-hearted weird friend. Don’t change. The world needs your love. The world needs you.
Some kind words and advice I got from some of my highschool teachers after I told them I'd failed my second year at uni (after being a burnt out gifted kid, some of these words really meant a lot to me). Enjoy:
1- You aren't your failure, you are a collection of all your experiences. You're only a failure if you tell yourself you are. -my biology teacher
2- Almost everyone fails at some point. What matters isn't that you failed, what matters is finishing what you started. -my physics teacher
3- You'll come back from this, it's a chance to really solidify what you knew and really understand what you didn't. It still sucks though. -my English teacher
4- Your parents usually aren't disappointed because of who you are, they are usually disappointed because they wanted the best for you. It doesn't mean that your journey is over now, it just means it'll take a bit longer. At the end of the day, once you have your degree no one asks how long you studied for it. -my biology teacher again
Maybe this isn't as helpful to you reading this, maybe you've never been in a position where you feel like you've failed abysmally, and i hope that you don't feel like that in your life. But for the people who do feel like they've failed and are irredeemable now, maybe these will speak to you. Maybe they won't, but I do believe that it's not over until you give up on your dream.
Psalm 34:4-5 - I sought the LORD, and He answered me; He delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to Him are radiant with joy; their faces shall never be ashamed.
hello just here to say that doing digital art does not make someone’s art superior. i used to think so and now i do digital art and i realized it can be really fun and versatile but drawing on paper or doing a physical painting can be much more fulfilling. anyway, if drawing your art with paper and pencil is what works and is available for you, that’s good enough. your art is fantastic and the fact that it’s not digital takes nothing away from that fact. - <3
Hey everyone, buckle up for a story that restored my faith in humanity today. It all went down at my happy place - Raising Cane's in Brooklyn. You know, that glorious chicken finger haven with the bottomless sweet tea?
So there I was, mid-week lunch break, craving that crispy, saucy goodness. The line wasn't too bad, just a couple of people ahead of me. The guy at the front looked a little...rough. He had that kind of tired that seeps into your clothes and hair. Eyes downcast, shoulders slumped. Didn't seem to be in the mood for finger lickin' good.
When it was finally his turn, he mumbled his order – a basic combo, nothing fancy. The cashier, this young lady with sunshine in her smile (seriously, how do they do that at Raising Cane's?), took one look at him and something shifted.
"Hey there," she said, her voice warm as that Texas toast. "Rough day?"
The guy mumbled something about it being one of those weeks. You know the kind – the universe throwing lemons left and right.
The cashier didn't even blink. "Tell you what," she said, leaning forward conspiratorially. "Why don't we double that order? Do two of everything you asked for? Consider it a Raising Cane's pick-me-up."
The man' eyes widened. He stammered a protest, about not wanting more, but the cashier wouldn't hear it. "We've all been there, friend," she insisted. "Today, you get more. You go enjoy that chicken, alright?"
And then, the most amazing thing happened. The man's face, which had been etched with worry, broke into a hesitant smile. A real, genuine smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. He mumbled a thank you, a little choked up, paid for the whole meal including the extra chicken, and shuffled away with a bag overflowing with Cane's goodness.
Let me tell you, that simple act of kindness warmed my soul more than any basket of fries ever could. It was a beautiful reminder that you never know what someone's going through. A stranger, a smile, some hot chicken – sometimes that's all it takes to turn a bad day around.
So next time you're at Raising Cane's, or anywhere for that matter, spread a little sunshine. You might just be the light someone needs to see. ✨
P.S. The chicken, by the way, was incredible, as always. But that feeling of witnessing kindness? That was the real finger lickin' good part of my day.
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