The Quiet That Counts
Iâm sitting in a recliner, a fire murmuring behind me, and the Blue Ridge folded outside the window like a […]
Iâm sitting in a recliner, a fire murmuring behind me, and the Blue Ridge folded outside the window like a […]
If youâve ever tried to write something meaningful while a teenager yells âWhatâs for dinner?â through the door, this oneâs
This post is part of my series on authenticity, identity, and the cost of visibility. If you’re new here, start
This post is part of my series on authenticity, identity, and the cost of visibility. If you’re new here, start
âI disappeared for two months because I was drowning, and Iâm done pretending thatâs a metaphor.â August brought me 27
As July closed its chapter, I found myself sitting in the stillnessâheart racing, mind spinning, body exhaustedâtrying to make sense
Introduction: Iâve tried everythingâtimers, to-do apps, bullet journals, color-coded calendars that looked like a unicorn exploded. None of it stuck.
Welcome to the Roller Coaster Youâve probably heard the term âneurodivergentâ buzzing around lately. Itâs a fancy way of saying
đ SPOTLIGHT TIME: The Pride Keychain đBecause subtlety is so last season. This bold little beauty isnât just a keychainâitâs
Ah, the eternal question. Right after âSo, are you still writing that book?â and âHow many personalities live in your