another year. happy new year mom.
January 1, 2025 at 5:18 AM
another year. happy new year mom.
There are so many things I want to say. They sit. Heavy. On the chest. But they’re tangled, just out of reach.
December 31, 2024 at 1:12 AM
There are so many things I want to say. They sit. Heavy. On the chest. But they’re tangled, just out of reach.
I can’t help but wonder how much of your path is now mine, how much of your story is weaving itself into my own. I look at my life and see echoes of yours choices, struggles, triumphs - so eerily similar that it feels like I’m retracing your steps.
December 31, 2024 at 1:06 AM
I can’t help but wonder how much of your path is now mine, how much of your story is weaving itself into my own. I look at my life and see echoes of yours choices, struggles, triumphs - so eerily similar that it feels like I’m retracing your steps.
Dear Mother, were you broken in the same places where I am broken too?
December 31, 2024 at 12:56 AM
Dear Mother, were you broken in the same places where I am broken too?
Assume positive intent.
December 14, 2024 at 10:46 PM
Assume positive intent.
Personal goals:
1. Trying not to intellectualize my feelings.
2. Be intentional.
3. Disconnect.
1. Trying not to intellectualize my feelings.
2. Be intentional.
3. Disconnect.
December 12, 2024 at 2:13 PM
Personal goals:
1. Trying not to intellectualize my feelings.
2. Be intentional.
3. Disconnect.
1. Trying not to intellectualize my feelings.
2. Be intentional.
3. Disconnect.
Consumption and love are not inherently linked. Consuming something does not equate to loving it, and ideally, love shouldn’t be rooted solely in the act of consumption.
December 11, 2024 at 3:49 AM
Consumption and love are not inherently linked. Consuming something does not equate to loving it, and ideally, love shouldn’t be rooted solely in the act of consumption.
We’re going to Mars, Nikki. 🕊️
December 10, 2024 at 9:12 PM
We’re going to Mars, Nikki. 🕊️
The missing you is so constant, even I am surprised by it.
December 10, 2024 at 2:22 AM
The missing you is so constant, even I am surprised by it.
I missed you so much today.
November 29, 2024 at 4:03 AM
I missed you so much today.
So much of my understanding of family and its dynamics was shaped by my mom. Holidays like this are just painful now. It’s hard to accept that I’ll face a lifetime of these moments without her. I still can’t believe it.
November 28, 2024 at 12:00 PM
So much of my understanding of family and its dynamics was shaped by my mom. Holidays like this are just painful now. It’s hard to accept that I’ll face a lifetime of these moments without her. I still can’t believe it.
I savor the dreams as much as I dread them.
They are the only way I get to hear her say new things.
They are the only way I get to hear her say new things.
November 27, 2024 at 10:35 PM
I savor the dreams as much as I dread them.
They are the only way I get to hear her say new things.
They are the only way I get to hear her say new things.
I am in control of what I feel.
November 27, 2024 at 4:03 AM
I am in control of what I feel.
Every leg day reminds me what starting over feels like. I used to squat 150+ with ease, but now I’m struggling to finish a set at 130.
November 26, 2024 at 11:07 PM
Every leg day reminds me what starting over feels like. I used to squat 150+ with ease, but now I’m struggling to finish a set at 130.
Whether it’s fate or chance, now is the time to take advantage of anything that seems too good to be true.
November 26, 2024 at 4:54 AM
Whether it’s fate or chance, now is the time to take advantage of anything that seems too good to be true.
Depression = rewatch The Sopranos.
November 26, 2024 at 1:47 AM
Depression = rewatch The Sopranos.
I genuinely don’t care about anyone’s thoughts on anything anymore.
November 25, 2024 at 10:49 PM
I genuinely don’t care about anyone’s thoughts on anything anymore.
It feels like everything is rooted in the internet’s perspective, and we’ve lost the ability to form our own.
November 25, 2024 at 10:48 PM
It feels like everything is rooted in the internet’s perspective, and we’ve lost the ability to form our own.
I know I said I enjoy the fresh start with new social media, but I’ve realized I don’t want to be someone who’s chronically online anymore.
November 25, 2024 at 10:47 PM
I know I said I enjoy the fresh start with new social media, but I’ve realized I don’t want to be someone who’s chronically online anymore.
I kind of enjoy the fresh start that comes with joining new social media platforms. So, here we are. :)
November 18, 2024 at 9:29 PM
I kind of enjoy the fresh start that comes with joining new social media platforms. So, here we are. :)