Category: Diary Drops & Rants
🩶 i survived another day, bitch a daily oath for the almost-broken, still-standing i didn’t rise for gloryi rose because the sun didand i figured i’d try again i didn’t win the war in my mindbut i stayed on the battlefieldwith half a shieldand cracked armorand a stubborn little flame that refused to go out…
💮🪷🏵️🌹🌺🌻🌷🪻 A few days ago, I sent myself flowers. Not because I’m sad (though I did cry during the new season of Bridgerton), not because I was trying to impress someone, and not because it was some grand self-love ritual planned weeks in advance. I sent myself flowers because I was tired, under-caffeinated, and overwhelmed…
Because sometimes you gotta hype yourself up like you’re headlining the damn planet. We live in a world that is very loud about what we’re not. Not famous enough. Not rich enough. Not young, masculine, pretty, quiet, humble, straight, productive, or polished enough. And if you listen too long, especially on days when your shirt…
🌀🚨🌀🚨🌀 So it’s 1:00 AM. 🕐 You read the last blog, maybe even tried one of the tips. You splashed water on your face like a dramatic telenovela villain, whispered “I’m not broken, I’m rewiring,” and even told yourself “You’re trying. That matters.” But now? Now your brain just ordered a second espresso of regret…
🌟 🌜 🌟 🌛 🌟 It’s midnight. again. 🌕 The kind of hour where your brain doesn’t whisper — it monologues. Uninvited, unsupervised, and just so sure that you ruined everything in 2016 and haven’t recovered since. Tonight I caught myself spiraling. Nothing new. A passing thought about failure. A flash of insecurity. That one…
