✨ Why Can’t We Just Have Fun?
- powerthrouple33
- Jun 27
- 2 min read
I woke up this morning with a heavy thought on my heart:
Why does life have to feel so damn serious?
Why is joy something we feel guilty about?
Why is fun seen as frivolous, or even rebellious?
Why do play, pleasure, and freedom make people uncomfortable?

Is it really all because of the fear of hell?
That question hit me deeper than I expected.
Because beneath the surface of it lives a very real pain—a grief for the parts of ourselves we had to abandon to be accepted.
A sadness for the years we spent holding our breath, playing roles, and trying to stay inside the lines drawn by a world that measured our worth by how well we conformed.
Somewhere along the way, “seriousness” became a virtue.
Joy became dangerous.
And play became suspect.
Especially in the communities many of us were raised in—
where fun was allowed only in sanitized, pre-approved ways.
If you were too loud, too expressive, too sensual, too curious, too colorful—
you were warned.
Labeled.
Pushed to the edges.
Because what you represented was a threat to the system.
And systems rooted in fear don’t like freedom.
Especially embodied, unapologetic, pleasure-centered freedom.
But what if the real danger isn’t joy?
What if the real danger is disconnection?
Disconnection from our bodies.
Disconnection from our inner knowing.
Disconnection from the wild, playful, radiant spirit that lives within us.
What if joy isn’t something we earn after we’ve “done the work,” but something we’re meant to live in right now?
Not because we’re trying to prove anything, but because joy is our birthright.
Here’s the truth that’s changing everything for me:
Joy is sacred.
Pleasure is holy.
Fun is a form of liberation.
And when we stop seeing it that way—when we treat seriousness as more “spiritual” or more “mature”—we start building cages for our own souls.
We shrink.
We self-censor.
We become shadows of who we were made to be.
But every time we laugh without explanation…
Every time we dance without permission…
Every time we make love to life without shame…
We reclaim a part of ourselves that religion tried to erase.
Let them misunderstand.
Let them look uncomfortable.
Let them think you're too much.
You are not here to be digestible.You are here to be alive.
🌱 Reflection Prompts:
What memories do you have of joy before it became something to fear?
In what ways have you disconnected from fun to appear more “acceptable” or “spiritual”?
What does play look like for the version of you that’s finally free?
How do you feel in your body when you give it permission to fully enjoy something?
Whose expectations are you still carrying—and are they still serving you?
💛 Empowering Truth Statement:
I was never meant to live a life of suppression.
Joy is my compass.
Pleasure is my rebellion.
Fun is not a sin—it is medicine, it is magic, and it is mine.
I am not here to earn freedom.
I am freedom.
With love and sacred play,
Kami — 🦋
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