š¤ Rants
A space for saying the things I usually swallow. These posts are raw, sarcastic, and sometimes a little too honestābut thatās the point. Whether Iām spiraling over a book ending, roasting a trend, or venting about something that made me feel small, this is where the filter drops and the feelings get loud. Itās messy, cathartic, and weirdly healing. If I needed to scream into the void, it probably ended up here.
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š¤ Rant: How Am I the Bad Guy?
I canāt stop letting it get to me. I try. I journal, I cry, I scream into pillows. I do the rituals, the grounding, the self-care. But it still eats at me. Because my sisters think Iām the problem. They act like Iām the villain in a story I didnāt…
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š§ Iām Tired
Iām tired.Not the kind of tired that a nap fixes.Not the kind of tired that a good nightās sleep erases. Iām tired in my bones.In my muscles.In the corners of my mind that never stop spinning. My body feels like itās dragging through molasses. Every step, every chore, every ājust…
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š Happy Birthday to Everyone But Me
Letās talk about birthdays. Supposedly the one day a year thatās yours. A celebration of your existence. A moment where people pause and say, āHey, you matter.ā Exceptā¦ mine never felt like that. Growing up, my birthdays were dressed up in glitter and distractionsāskating parties, pool parties, balloons and cakeābut…
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š Life Update: When Family Hurts More Than Healing
Hey friends, I wish this post came with lighter news, but lifeās been heavy lately. And Iām not going to sugarcoat it. I found out I wasnāt invited to my nieceās first birthday party. Not because I forgot. Not because I was busy. But because I was uninvited. And the…
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š« Dear Sarah: If Youāre Reading This, Donāt Bother Replying
Letās not sugarcoat itāIām done with Sarah. And before anyone spins this into āfamily feudā territory, let me clarify: this isnāt drama. This is betrayal, and Iāve got the bruises to prove it. A few weeks ago, I opened up about our childhood. About how things went down when Mom…
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š« Iām Done with Emily: Letās Get the Facts Straight
Let me just say this loud and clear: Iām done with Emily. Finished. No epilogues, no redemption arcs, no final-season character development. The person I thought I knew? Sheās long goneāreplaced by someone so unfamiliar itās like watching a stranger wearing her face. And honestly? The lies have gotten so…