moderate f**k distribution

Sundance sent this to me via text message late last night.
My initial reaction was a giggle, followed by an Amen.
But as I considered it further, I began to realize it’s an extremely important skill, this moderate fuck distribution.
I mean, really. This is key!
Fuck-giving is a double edged sword. Too much or not enough can kill you.
It is truly all about that sweet spot of fuck-giving.

Giving too many fucks or giving no fucks is not sustainable in the long term.
Giving too many can cause you to lose your damn mind worrying unnecessarily. I mean, who has that kind of time and energy? Giving too many fucks will wear you slap out, nothing should require that much of your attention.
Giving none pretty much means you’ve just shut down. That you’re probably abstaining from interacting with others. And while that may sound good on paper, life doesn’t really work that way.
So the real trick is to decide your own personal fuck-giving threshold.

This is my hand.
In this hand is all the fucks I have to give for the rest of my life.
Because I plan to live another fifty years or so, I need to find my fuck-giving sweet spot. Don’t want to run out of fucks to give. Neither do I want to end my life with ungiven fucks.
Whatever I choose to give a fuck about has to really earn it.
Whatever I choose not to give a fuck about probably won’t miss it.

Moderation is pretty much just avoiding extremes and committing to a comfortable balance.
Moderation is supposed to be a super healthy way to live one’s life.
Therefore I shall attempt this middle ground in which I give the perfect amount of fucks.

Y’all, some days you just have to laugh at the thoughts that hatch!

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13 thoughts on “moderate f**k distribution

  1. Ha. 🙃

  2. Kalliope

    My field of fucks be barren for my baby factory machine is CLOSED. But I totally love fucking anyway. I am all the fucks hahaha. And not at all. I’m the fuck-a-duck! My reproductive tubes are tubular and fantastic as getting lost inside. And just as easily I can totally pretend to flap my wings and take flight. Weeee!!!!!!! QUACK! QUACK! (Hear my noise? You don’t notice my human hand coming in for a fucking smack or slap.) Lol

  3. I love it when you say FUCK ❤

  4. Absolute gold! I love “Don’t want to run out of fucks to give. Neither do I want to end my life with ungiven fucks.”
    Beautifully written and I love your thinking behind a post that also holds great humour. Self care…:-)
    xx

  5. Reblogged this on Family Furore and commented:
    Beautifully written with great humour, but also gives us a very true message about self care and balance in life.

    My favourite quote “Don’t want to run out of fucks to give. Neither do I want to end my life with ungiven fucks.”
    I hope I don’t leave this planet with ungiven fucks either, but also don’t want to give them away undeservedly.

    Balance needs to be found…but never lose a sense of humour!

  6. I save my fucks for special occasions

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