2026-01-09 You have worth, and don’t you quit on life today. Because the story that no one tells you about Sisyphus is that he pushed that boulder up there everyday because he knew in the bottom of his heart, that he never deserved that punishment. That he was sentenced to this endless cycle of pushing the boulder up there against resistance, by those he loved. And that he didn’t have to push this boulder. He could just sit on it (that’s what she said) and chill. But he knew that the same people who he still loved, those who he had to realize didn’t ever want anything more from or for him than pain at the end, built a narrative that he couldn’t push it up to the top of the hill. The excruciating pain he felt was knowing that being treated less than a human by those he loved and once believed had loved him, meant that he at best, can only be valued and loved in an amount that equals less than human, less than nothing. This is the feeling that is communicated and where the pain of it all comes from. Not the words, the acts, or the current life situation that only needs a solution. But to sit there and chill meant feeling worse than death, and to rid of this pain he only had one choice: hope of proving those who said he couldn’t push it up to the top; if he proved them wrong, then he could prove to himself that they might not be right in everything they think or say, and maybe, just maybe: And eventually he did push the boulder up to the top of the hill. And he said “see, fuck you” lol.