4 years of hermes

 Hi, hey, Hello! Nobody will probably see this for a million years but I'm high off caffeine and teenage angst and I'm ready to write! I've been working with hermes for four years sometime this March! I just filmed a video about this so will be repeating myself a lot in this. But I'm just grateful and I need to write. 

Hermes is my life. He is my god. He is the purest form of love I have. I have so much love a light in my heart for him. And I will never stop loving him. I am so proud to be his devotee. 

Sometime in March 2021 right before Easter I started working with hermes. I remember the day so clearly. I had just found our He was the god fucking with me and I was shocked. Also I was an 8th grader so I was an emitontal wreck and so was everyone around me.

Me and my bestfriend were having girlie issues and we were walking to English. The way to English was outside because it was in the portables and my best friend said "I look up to you so much." And I nearly passed away from shock. 

Then we went home demand snacks from her parents (I got chocolate covered marshmallow eggs and voltage mountain dew) and set up her paint talk to talk about our feelings. 

Talk went great! So now we were left with cold hard truth that hermes was fucking with me. And that's the day I decided he will be mine. 

More like I became his. For a long time religion felt like a very scary thing. I never felt safe with God and was terrified of hell. I always felt judged by religious people for not belive and judged by atheist for wanting to belive. But hermes just made sense. 

Hermes had seen me through all my awful teen years. My first break up, my frist time in the pyschward, all my evil male crushes. And he has loved me through it. 

Hermes is like a breath of fresh air. Lik a cinnamon candle. A warm bath. An old book. The smell of dirt and rain. I see him everywhere. In my pet turtles eyes. In sunsets and sunrises. In the taste of cuties and sour candy. I feel him everywhere. 

I'll be celebrating this hermes anniversary by making cookies, crying over him, and writing poetry about how beatfuil he is. Forever and always a hermes girl!