Hana Wu

Celebrating the Lunar New Year with the most Chinese thing I do. #wushu #kungfu

All I want for Christmas is for the cats to come for treats

Something we don't talk about enough is that abusers don't only groom their victims, they groom enablers and supporters.

Obsessed

I'm pretty sure I saw him crossing the street when I got home from wushu class close to midnight last night. Thought he goes home to sleep but maybe sometimes he parties outside all night.

Friend: What is your favorite place to visit at Disneyland?

Me: Turkey leg cart

Resting Male Cat Face 😂

Got to meet my friend's outside cat Gandalf the Grey. A fluffy polite gentleman.

Saw some cool leaves and brought them home to show the cats

Wholesome video of the day. Hooman was taking polaroid portraits of the dog and then showing the dog each photo and saying, that's a good one!

We're not chasing or proving anymore, my loves. #mpalmaphoto

He gave me a "sup" nod greeting keke, my cool boi

I have waited a long long time to start learning this form. Only just got the first section last night after not touching my dao in maybe 2 years. (And yes, this weapon is Daodao's namesake)

I am sad but still so full of love...

... is how I feel about finding out Daisy's owners are also Daodao's owners and thus my Daodao boi is not really *my* Daodao boi, but it also seems to apply to how I feel about the world in general.

All I can remind myself and anyone else on this journey, wherever you are on this journey, is that it's still worth it. You are worth it. Even if you've turned back again and again, you can always return and return again.

The reality is, some people never reach that threshold. Or they hit it and then turn back, because returning to yourself means a lot of change and grief, a lot of healing work that requires you to face your pain, your disappointment, your trauma, your complicity.

And maybe this is what it means to be human. That we get lost for most of our lives, get to some kind of threshold, and then spend the rest of it returning and returning to ourselves.

Because we want love, acceptance, and belonging, we spend most our lives trying to make ourselves what would fit in with others. And it isn't until much rejection, heartbreak, burnout, breakdowns later that we realize it was all meaningless if we can't be loved, accepted, belonged as ourselves.

It's hard because as soon as you're born, all the world conspires to take you away from who you were made to be.

It tells you why you're not enough and how you're too much and who you should be.

After studying sociology, theology, psychology, acting, martial arts, the best and simplest and hardest advice I have to give is to be your true self.

Finally feeling a little better from whatever bug I had so...

Hallo I am here. With my neighborhood cats and bonus cat. What's good?