🌼 March Wrap‑Up: A Little Late, But Worth It

Yes, I know it’s the end of April. No, I don’t care.
The monthly wrap‑ups are back, and honestly… March deserves her moment.

March was good. Not perfect, not magical, not life‑changing but good in the way that matters. I survived. I was happy. I felt like myself again. And that’s enough.

Let’s break it down.

🎉 The Big Stuff

IZZY TURNED 21!!!

IZZY is officially legal and I’m still screaming about it.
I got her a portable DVD player (because she is old‑school like that) and a cute DVD case to go with it. She loved it. I also made her a birthday basket filled with the most random little things and it was adorable.

We even recreated my 21st birthday photo, and honestly… iconic behavior.

🌱 Feeling Like Me Again

Something shifted this month.
I’ve been letting go of things that don’t serve me and choosing myself more often. It feels good. It feels right. It feels like coming home to myself after being gone for too long.

🚶‍♀️ River Walk Saturdays

Me and Izzy started walking down to the river every Saturday, and it’s become my new favorite ritual.
It’s peaceful, it’s pretty, and we take the cutest photos while we’re there. It’s one of those small routines that makes life feel softer.

📚 I Read THREE Books

Three.
In one month.
Who am I.

Reading has been exactly what my brain needed — something calming, something cozy, something that makes my nights feel better. And hitting three books in March made me ridiculously happy.

😵‍💫 The Ick Part…

Because of course March had drama.

• I learned that if my heart rate goes above 150, I pass out. It’s only happened twice, so like… I’m probably fine. Probably.
• My ex blocked me and Izzy (she’s literally never spoken to him). I’m not upset about the block — I just hate that in his mind he “won.”
  Anyway. Fuck off, Cruz.

• Emily has been texting me again and it’s… gross.
  Seeing her living a life she didn’t work for has sent me into a few depressive spirals. I’m not proud of it, but I’m also not hiding it. Healing isn’t linear, and sometimes it just sucks.

💛 Overall

March was good.
Not because everything was perfect, but because I’m learning to focus on the good parts — the laughter, the walks, the books, the growth, the tiny moments that remind me I’m still here and still choosing myself.

Here’s to more months like that.

Okay byeee, love you, go drink water and do something gentle for yourself today 💗