😤 Rants
A space for saying the things I usually swallow. These posts are raw, sarcastic, and sometimes a little too honest—but that’s the point. Whether I’m 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. It’s messy, cathartic, and weirdly healing. If I needed to scream into the void, it probably ended up here.
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Will I Ever Forgive Her?
This isn’t a post I write lightly. It’s something that’s been living quietly under my skin for years—shifting, aching, sometimes numb, sometimes flaming hot. And lately, it’s something I can’t keep buried anymore. When I was 15, my mom got sick. And my world stopped. Everything shifted. School, friends, being…
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Life Update: Cutting Ties & Finding Real Joy
As of now, I’ve officially cut off Emily. I blocked her on Instagram because, let’s be real—we’re adults. If she actually needed me, she could text me. But the truth is, I’m done. I called her out on her lies, laid down the proof, and instead of owning up to…
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When Reality Hits: It Wasn’t Just in My Head
For the longest time, I thought I was losing my mind. I questioned everything—every feeling, every suspicion, every gut instinct. Maybe I was overreacting, maybe I was making things up, maybe none of it was real. How could all of this really be happening to me? The thought loop was…
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Sarah’s Graduation Day and the Performance of Pride
As of writing this, the other day was Sarah’s graduation. Everyone cheered, hugged, smiled for photos—celebrating the milestone she’d worked toward. And I smiled too, played the role, nodded in agreement when people gushed about how proud we should all be. But the truth? I wasn’t proud. Or at least,…
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I’m Done Playing Nice—Here’s the Truth
I don’t want you as my sister. I don’t even want to say you’re my sister. The weight of that word—the supposed bond, the forced connection—means nothing to me anymore. You make me miserable. And the worst part? You don’t care. You lie as easily as breathing. Every other word…
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How to Not Slap Someone (Even Though They Have Fully Earned It)
Let’s be honest: we all have that one person who radiates such strong slap energy that it takes every ounce of restraint to keep our hands to ourselves. Maybe they’ve been running their mouth a little too much, maybe they did something unspeakably annoying, or maybe they simply exist in…