Enough

“I like people who get excited about the change of seasons, the sound of the ocean, watching the sunset, the smell of rain and starry nights.” (-Brooke Hampton)

When I first came upon this quote, I felt totally drawn to it. I always knew that I was part of the people who find joy in simple things, but I never really managed to express that lifestyle in words. All I was aware of, was the fact that I thrived when having the chance to witness

The change of seasons. The sound of the ocean. The sunset. The smell of rain. Or starry nights.

Now, I don't consider this pleasure as something bad anymore. I know I should never have.

When people don't want to have you in their life anymore, you start to question yourself a lot. Even on things that always seemed to make sense. Like the fact that you smile when you're part of

A moon rise. A solidarity project. A small journey. An old photograph. Or a tasty dinner.

Who claimed your way of seeing the world to be wrong ? Who told you that it was wrong to live a little differently than others might do ? You don't know what everybody is going through right now. But you deserve to be accepted.

I think I still have so much to learn. People think that I am being dramatic and overly sensitive from time to time. I don't want to deny anything. They may even be right. I cannot avoid crying when

Watching a sad movie. Having the feeling of failing. Being touched by words. Overthinking difficulties. Or getting frustrated over war.

Now, I know that I am behaving the way I do because I care. Most people will never get my point of view. Many are not even interested in it. Others will try to understand and then leave. Hopefully, some will stay.

It's okay. I am. And that's enough.