Why is it so hard to believe that someone believes in the power of nature and the need for science?

The final act of a solo journaling game and it has been quite the adventure. I may do this again but for some characters I have in mind for my writing...

Act 4: Yourself in Prospect I finish my solo journaling game next week with only a one card draw. This week certainly has me feeling things about myself though.

Act 3 of the solo journaling game "Yourself"

Act 2: Yourself in Clarity. A solo journaling game I found in a bundle I purchased on itch.io.

Act 1 of a solo journaling game I'd found in a game bundle I purchased last year.

The idea that only pity is wanted from everyone who struggles with managing how they release their frustrations needs to be dismissed. In my experience is more often just people who don't know how to express their desire to have their needs met.

It can be a huge challenge trying to speak to myself with kindness, so I didn't. It felt impossible, I tried something else instead so I can keep making steps to get to that kindness.

Battling the day to day and trying to maintain a space you can breathe in while still letting yourself live is a challenge, but it's so important.

It's been a challnge getting settled in but we are doing what we can to enjoy a little bit of sweetness and love before I have to start the next step.

My post comes late today because we just got all my stuff in on Saturday and after 3 months of working with only one day off the whole time, ya girl was T I R E D. I planned on getting this in because authenticity matters and I didn't want to write this post before I had actually arrived but Monday was pure chaos with 3 zoom interviews and unpacking.

As we inch closer to my(much sooner than originally planned) move date, my mother has been growing more and more emotional. She’s been enjoying having me in the house as I have been here temporarily after everything that transpired with my previous roommates. Even though I’ve been fairly exhausted after work(not getting a day off will do that to you) but I’ve been making it a point to have a little conversation with her before I move 3 hours away.

This whole time, as I've been doing exactly what I need to do, I've been feeling so lost and confused about everything. I feel like I just don't know what I'm doing anymore.

We don't need to worry about the gym to get better fitness, we just gotta start and what better start than a free one?

Today is not for everyone. Trigger warning right at the beginning.

Finding ways to be frugal and save money can be a tricky mistress, but there are plenty of ways to make the most of it.

Have some decent advice from a weird bitch that probably shouldn't be listened to.

Surrounding yourself with inspiring people can fuel motivation and personal growth; the bonds you nurture matter in so many ways.

It can be hell managing clutter and tidiness, sometimes it's better to focus on small gradual, manageable changes.

There's a certain disconnect when you just don't fit. Being white passing feels like it just highlights that disconnect and impacts of lost identity after a move I had no say in.

Embracing the idea of "knowing nothing" fosters curiosity, growth, and open-mindedness in life.

Self-care is so far from one size fits all but it's easy to think you're doing it "wrong" when every where you turn people are saying to do it their way and it seems like it's just copy paste of each other. Fuck that.

The journey of rediscovering lost identity reveals hurt and rage but leads to newfound self-value and desire for authenticity.

Reflections on childhood memories, trauma, and the complexity of feeling lucky despite a broken home and violence.

Slow, sustainable progress is more effective than pushing for rapid results.