I kept trying to make a maybe feel like home. I gave it a name.I gave it meaning.I gave it time. I took the smallest moments and held them up to the light, trying to figure out if they meant something more. I replayed conversations. I noticed changes. I searched for signs. Maybe this meant… Continue reading When Hope Makes a Fool of You
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In the Wrong Spaces, Your Dreams Will Be Called Unrealistic
Lately, I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to convince yourself that you’re asking for too much. Not because you actually are, but because you’ve spent enough time around people who make your dreams sound impossible. I’ve done this to myself more times than I’d like to admit. I’ll get excited about an idea,… Continue reading In the Wrong Spaces, Your Dreams Will Be Called Unrealistic
I Kept Shrinking Myself to Be Accepted
My entire life, I’ve tried to fit into spaces that quietly rejected me and my thoughts. Friend groups that made me feel different because I had a father instead of a mother — which eventually taught me to stop speaking about my home life altogether. Adults whose judgment and rigid beliefs made me feel small… Continue reading I Kept Shrinking Myself to Be Accepted
All I Can Do
Regardless of the weight I’ve carried,the quiet aches no one could name,the rooms I learned to survive inbefore I ever learned to live— I am still standinginside a lifesomeone once prayed for. A younger version of me,or someone somewherewith empty hands and heavy hope,would call this abundance—would call this grace. So all I can dois… Continue reading All I Can Do
With great influence comes great responsibility
Power does not knock loudly—it settles, quietly,in the way people listen when you speak,in the way your silence can shape a room,in the weight your choices carrylong after you’ve made them. Influence is not always a crown,sometimes it is a whisperthat turns into someone else’s truth. And there, in that quiet exchange,responsibility is born—not as… Continue reading With great influence comes great responsibility
25
25 years without you.A lifetime with you in me. Somehow, both are true at the same time. There are days when 25 years feels impossible—like I’ve lived more of my life without youthan I ever got to with you. A whole childhood.A whole becoming.Versions of me you never got to meet. And I think about… Continue reading 25
You’re Tired and I’m Tired; That’s Their Goal
You are tired, and I am tired. This is not just the kind of exhaustion that sleep can fix. It is the kind that lingers in your body, slows your thoughts, and makes even simple things feel heavier than they should. It is the kind of tiredness that convinces you to scroll instead of speak,… Continue reading You’re Tired and I’m Tired; That’s Their Goal
Every Time I Choose, I Got It
I used to wait. Wait to be picked.Wait to be seen.Wait to be validated in ways that felt like permission to exist fully. I was a “choose me” kind of person.The kind that made herself smaller, softer, easier to accept.The kind that performed worth instead of knowing it. Because somewhere along the way, I learned… Continue reading Every Time I Choose, I Got It
I Am the Blueprint
For the longest time, I thought I needed a blueprint. I thought I needed someone to show me how to do this right. I thought I needed guidance, structure, a clear path to follow so I would not make the wrong moves or waste time figuring things out on my own. I believed that somewhere… Continue reading I Am the Blueprint
I Didn’t Have the Luck I Expected, But I’ll Definitely Take the Risk
I used to think life would meet me halfway. That if I worked hard, stayed patient, and did the right things, something would eventually open up for me. I thought there would be a moment where everything aligned, where the timing made sense, where things finally felt… easier. I thought luck would find me in… Continue reading I Didn’t Have the Luck I Expected, But I’ll Definitely Take the Risk