The Quiet That Counts
I’m sitting in a recliner, a fire murmuring behind me, and the Blue Ridge folded outside the window like a […]
I’m sitting in a recliner, a fire murmuring behind me, and the Blue Ridge folded outside the window like a […]
If you’ve ever tried to write something meaningful while a teenager yells “What’s for dinner?” through the door, this one’s
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
“I disappeared for two months because I was drowning, and I’m done pretending that’s a metaphor.” August brought me 27
As July closed its chapter, I found myself sitting in the stillness—heart racing, mind spinning, body exhausted—trying to make sense
Introduction: I’ve tried everything—timers, to-do apps, bullet journals, color-coded calendars that looked like a unicorn exploded. None of it stuck.
Welcome to the Roller Coaster You’ve probably heard the term “neurodivergent” buzzing around lately. It’s a fancy way of saying
🌈 SPOTLIGHT TIME: The Pride Keychain 🔑Because subtlety is so last season. This bold little beauty isn’t just a keychain—it’s
Ah, the eternal question. Right after “So, are you still writing that book?” and “How many personalities live in your