04/22/2026
Fun looks like so many things to me.
There's this pull — not to share that I'm doing fun things with certain family members — out of fear of getting negative feedback,
"Why aren't you doing more?"
There's this duality. There's an expectation that you should be doing more, almost as a way of showing gratitude, and as a way of showing that you're doing something that made their sacrifice worth it.
But then there's the flipside — this family member would also want me to relax. Deep down, there's a part of them (I'm using they/them pronouns to protect their anonymity) that wants to see me do well, to relax when they weren't able to: it's their perceived way of making use of what they worked for — of what they were able to give me.
There's a part of me that's come to terms with it, that there will be some things that I need to keep private, to protect myself. Another part of me is making sense of what's comfortable to me while trying to be more authentic with myself.
Those who have shown up during the
highs and lows lately:
.p.chiu
For special occasions / when I'm in the area: