A lot of times I think that if I take care of people around me and they are happy…. then I will be happy. And, sometimes this is true, but sometimes it isn’t. I should know by now that I can’t make someone else happy if they don’t want to be and I can only support someone in caring for him or herself.
I know I “matter”, and I want to continue to matter and contribute to my own mattering. The way I mean this is more like the physics definition ...the substance of which physical objects are composed.
I want to matter… like, since I matter – I take care of my body …since I matter – I create things, move things. Here is the physical evidence of my presence.
I don’t know if this makes sense, and it isn’t that I want others to not matter. They will, and sometimes I will help them. I just want evidence of ME… mattering. It isn’t that I am SO important, but I just think I need to be important too.
This will unfold as things do…


