Still Love Knuckles ❤️

by Lex

I had a moment of weakness yesterday after a culmination of hardships. I've been working 70+ hour weeks all month with no free time, let alone days off; stuck waiting indefinitely for work to start; had a nasty fall that fucked up my face; and hadn't gotten to shower in almost a week.

I realized I hadn't felt so beaten up in the last four years--not since before I left home to pull myself out of the dead end I could clearly see.

I got my shower, and tried to ease myself with comforting thoughts to no avail until I imagined my old default, Knuckles. I remembered then why he's been such an important figure to me. That font of strength and perseverance has given me purpose and something to strive for. I want to make someone special feel safety and comfort the way he does for me. It had been so long since I'd invoked his mental image that I almost believed I didn't need him anymore.

No one can be infinitely strong; we all need someone or something to ease the burden sometimes, even if it's a(n imaginary) role model I guess.

Anyway, Knuckles 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰