[long caption because feelings] i made the second worst decision of the month today (the first worst decision was to become homeless after thursday and live out of my car, but i use the word “decision” loosely here). i like climbing shit i shouldn’t climb and i hate metaphors, but i learn so many metaphorical lessons from being in nature and climbing shit i shouldn’t climb. i had some big caption written out in my head after i left the mountains today, insights that resulted from me hiking all the way past a waterfall all the way to the top to a gigantic rock that had no trail and just a lot, and i mean a lot of ice and slippery snow, and i just kept going. shouldn’t have done it. i forgot whatever i was going to write. but at least once a week i climb something having no idea how i will ever get down, but every single time i get down fine. my life is a huge "i have no idea how i'll get through this" climb right now. here are cliche lessons i've learned and need to remember: 1. i’ve never regretted going all the way to the top, it's always more beautiful; 2. even when anxious and exasperated and not sure what to do next, i've found that when i focus on one step at a time i am always able to keep going; 3. letting anxiety take over will make any situation 100 times worse; 4. sometimes not giving a fuck really helps; 5. but sometimes giving a fuck helps too (like today i thought "i can't die right now, i don't want aerosmith's 'what it takes' to be the last song i ever listen to"); 6. sometimes there are a thousand ways to come down and sometimes 500 of them are fine and not wrong, just pick one and stick to it. this is just a note to myself and future reminder, because i know i will need it. #DEARDIARY #SORRY by stephcorine

[long caption because feelings] i made the second worst decision of the month today (the first worst decision was to become homeless after thursday and live out of my car, but i use the word “decision” loosely here). i like climbing shit i shouldn’t climb and i hate metaphors, but i learn so many metaphorical lessons from being in nature and climbing shit i shouldn’t climb. i had some big caption written out in my head after i left the mountains today, insights that resulted from me hiking all the way past a waterfall all the way to the top to a gigantic rock that had no trail and just a lot, and i mean a lot of ice and slippery snow, and i just kept going. shouldn’t have done it. i forgot whatever i was going to write. but at least once a week i climb something having no idea how i will ever get down, but every single time i get down fine. my life is a huge "i have no idea how i'll get through this" climb right now. here are cliche lessons i've learned and need to remember: 1. i’ve never regretted going all the way to the top, it's always more beautiful; 2. even when anxious and exasperated and not sure what to do next, i've found that when i focus on one step at a time i am always able to keep going; 3. letting anxiety take over will make any situation 100 times worse; 4. sometimes not giving a fuck really helps; 5. but sometimes giving a fuck helps too (like today i thought "i can't die right now, i don't want aerosmith's 'what it takes' to be the last song i ever listen to"); 6. sometimes there are a thousand ways to come down and sometimes 500 of them are fine and not wrong, just pick one and stick to it. this is just a note to myself and future reminder, because i know i will need it. #DEARDIARY #SORRY