i sink too

… and I’m not talking about sinking my 3s this time. 🏀

But it feels like an important reminder sometimes.. to myself, and maybe to people around me if they feel like they wanna hear it.

The whole “life ain’t as cute as Instagram depicts” is a cliché by now. I know, you know, the world knows, that life is like a silly little seesaw, teeter-tottering in whichever direction depending on the weight you’re carrying that day. And let me remind you: the seesaw doesn’t just teet and tot on its own. You usually need someone on the other end.

It’s the same for life. Some days you’re sitting on the seesaw heavier than the norm, and your friend gets right there with you on the other end to lift you back to balance. Other days the tables reverse, and it’s your friend that needs you to hop on so they’re not stuck sitting at ground level alone. And naturally, there will be times when the heavy hits you both at the same time.

The silver lining then? You’ve got options:

A. You can both get on the seesaw, and it’ll still stay balanced; the heavy creates an equilibrium point. You can sit in the loudest silence together at the tippy-top, without ever touching the ground.

B. You can call in an assist. And if I were actually trying to drain those threes 🏀, I’d prefer teamwork and an assist over forcing it solo too. You don’t need to be everyone’s lifeline every time. Distribute the weight. It’s okay, I pinky promise.

You know that song that goes, “if we go down, then we go down together?” Love so hard on your people that you can prove what the Chainsmokers preach.

Anywho, I digress..

You SEE? You SAW? Now go conquer by checking who’s waiting for you at the park.