“My Life Is Made Up Of ‘I’m Sorry’. I Feel Like I Have To Apologize To People, To Things, To

Elizabeth Bishop, from The Selected Poems of Elizabeth Bishop; "The Burglar of Babylon,"

Sometimes it is your fault.. Sometimes you don’t listen well enough, you’re selfish, you’re rude and you aren’t always right. Sometimes you fucked it up and tbh that’s okay. It happens, learn from it, apologize and keep it moving. Just because you fucked up doesn’t mean you’re a bad person. Don’t dwell on it

Everyday I’m learning that you just have to keep going, cry a little bit, but keep going.

love elizabeth s.

I am a creature of grief and dust, and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.

I feel like neither a child nor an adult. I am a botched, failed creature, combining the worst qualities of each. All the helplessness and dependency of a child, with the cynicism and despair of an adult. My mind is stunted, malformed. My body outgrew me and now I wield it clumsily, hitting others with my overgrown arms as I stumble over my own feet. "I am sorry," I say, "But I was treated as something less than human and that is what I've become."

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Rapture and Melancholy: The Diaries of Edna St. Vincent Millay