I love my snails
hello! I wanted to share my experience of the first two months of caring for my snails. TW: I get emo
My mental and physical health has been declining over the past year (chronic illness sucks). It's been hard to take care of myself recently and even harder to find reasons to get out of bed.
After adopting my two little guys, it was like something shifted. It made me realize how there is no real limit to love, regardless of size. I can chose to love my little buddies, and that love matters even though their lives are so much smaller in comparaison to ours.
It's really easy to feel like caring is futile; everything feels too big and too small at the same time. But over the past two months of learning to take care of these two little organisms who are quite fragile, I found myself caring so much. They can bring my focus back to the real world, not in spite of, but because of their 'smallness'. I never imagined myself being able to care about something as 'simple' as a snail (I've never been a big snail guy), but somehow, almost on accident, I think of these guys all the time. They make me feel like it's all worth caring about.