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When Your Body Says “Enough”
I’ve always been the one preaching self-care. Drink water. Get sleep. Set boundaries. Put the phone down. Don’t let stress run your life. I say these things easily. Confidently. Convincingly. But lately? I haven’t been living them. A few days ago, I fainted in the shower and ended up in the emergency room. Three days… Continue reading
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Rain In My Bones
I try. I shape myself into what I imagine will fit, polish the edges, tuck the jagged corners, paint over the restless cracks that betray how much I want, how much I reach. I bend and stretch, a puzzle twisted and untwisted, a melody played out of key just to be heard. And yet here… Continue reading
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I Carry Her With Me
I keep thinking about my mom and how hard she worked, how little she was ever given in return, and how unfair it all seems. She made minimum wage her entire life and worked her ass to the bone. She never had opportunities and she never had the chance to retire. My started over when… Continue reading
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The Life That Fits Me
I am so tired. Even after sleeping well, even after a quiet morning, my body insisted I lie down, and I ended up napping for four hours. Four hours. I’ve never been a napper. I’ve never needed it. And yet here I am giving in because my body won’t let me ignore the weight pressing… Continue reading
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Fractured Moonlight
Night devours the tree Moonlight fractures on cold limbs Silence tastes of grief Continue reading
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Hibernate
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Carrying Ghosts
I don’t really understand what’s happening, but it feels like my symptoms are coming back. My neck and shoulders are so tense it feels like I’m carrying the weight of everything I’ve ever survived. It’s the same tension I had before I was medicated, the kind that never really leaves. I am also so incredibly… Continue reading
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Unpicked
Leaves fall, winds may pass, I root deep despite the frost, Unpicked, yet I stand. Continue reading
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Happy First Day of Fall
(Disclaimer: I meant to post this yesterday but I crashed and slept for 15 hours. So here I am, posting the following day instead. I feel so much better after the long sleep.) I left work early because I just couldn’t push through anymore. I haven’t slept well in two days and my body finally… Continue reading
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The Breakfast Pizza That Reminds Me of Mom
This morning, I found myself craving something very specific: old school cafeteria breakfast pizza. It’s simple really. A soft crust, a layer of sauce, sausage crumbles, and melted cheese. Nothing fancy and nothing complicated. But for me, it carries the weight of memory, of childhood mornings, of my mom. She worked in the school cafeteria… Continue reading
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Threads of Life: Soul, Magic, and What Comes Next
I’ve always believed that life is more than the minutes we spend walking around on this earth. Honestly, I can’t wrap my brain around the idea that everything like the trees, the laughter, the heartbreak, the tiny coincidences that feel like winks from the universe just exists to disappear. I’ve seen meaning everywhere I’ve looked,… Continue reading
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The Last Weekend of August 2025
There’s always something kind of bittersweet about the last weekend of August. It feels like standing in a doorway, you know what I mean? You can still feel summer, but fall is hovering right outside, waiting to step in. The days feel like they’re slipping away a little faster, like the season is quietly packing… Continue reading
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Staying Optimistic
How are you feeling right now? How am I feeling right now? Honestly, I’d say hopeful and optimistic. I’m really focusing on a few areas in my life that matter most to me right now: my health, fitness, my finances, and my creativity. It feels good to put energy into things that make a real… Continue reading
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Bracing For Fall
When I was little, every season in Washington carried its own kind of magic. Summer was blackberry stained fingers and stubborn sunsets that lingered long after bedtime. Spring was cherry blossoms scattered across wet sidewalks, tulips rising out of soggy earth. Winter was snow on the Cascades, holiday lights against dark evergreens, breath curling white… Continue reading
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🌿 I Made a Video About Letting Go
I recently filmed a video about something that’s been unfolding quietly in my life: The slow, personal process of letting go. Letting go of isolation. Letting go of second guessing myself. Letting go of the things I carried for so long, I forgot I could set them down. This isn’t a “how to.” It’s a… Continue reading
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The People and Forces I Look to for Guidance
List the people you admire and look to for advice… In life, we often find ourselves seeking wisdom, understanding, and direction from those who have shaped us, whether they are people, moments, or even invisible forces. For me, my guidance comes from a combination of both tangible and intangible sources that help me navigate the… Continue reading
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Dear INFJ: Letter #3 – You Were Never Meant to Be Small
Dear INFJ, You’ve spent so much of your life folding yourself into quieter versions of who you are. You learned how to dim your light, not because it wasn’t bright, but because it made others squint. You learned how to carry other people’s pain without them even asking, like it was your job, your purpose,… Continue reading
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The Weight of Healing: Reflections on Surgery and Pain
Day two, and the pain is relentless. It moves through me in waves: sharp, deep, and unforgiving. I’ve always been a side sleeper, but now my body resists every position, every shift, every attempt at comfort. My bed, once a place of rest, now feels foreign, incapable of holding me through this. So, I’ve surrendered… Continue reading
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Between the Knife and the Unknown
I lie beneath the weight of waiting,the hush before the plunge,where time bends,where breath is borrowed,where the body is a question with no answer. The scalpel sings in silent promise,a whispered hymn of hope and risk.Will I wake to the sun’s golden mercy,or slip into the quiet where names are forgotten? I have traced the… Continue reading
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