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Sometimes growth does not look triumphant. Sometimes it looks like sitting in a gas station parking lot with snacks in the passenger seat, staring at a text message that came five minutes too late. Every time you override your discomfort to prove you’re “easygoing,” “understanding,” or “down,” your spirit records it. Your mind records it. Your future relationships record it. People learn your price and worse — you learn it too.

2015-2025 was a lot. A whole decade filled with chasing something I thought was love. It wasn't. So now I embark on a new journey; a new decadee; I get to live out a new story; character development or whatever. If the desires of my heart accompany character development, whoopty do! I tried to walk into my blessing, unprepared, for so many years. My plan for the next decade is preparation. A scripture that just came to mind, also came to mind last night. Idk the actual verse

We're back! (We are me; I'm back!) An infinite amount of experience seems to have occurred since my last blog entry, so let's have a reintroduction. I think reintroductions are proper. I often consider the many lives I've lived, spaces I inhabited, and people that I've come in and out of orbit with. One idea that swarms in my head as I think on those 'past lives' is— what would it be like to re-enter those spaces? Would I be welcomed? I tend not to burn bridges, so most likel

I've been experiencing the worst writers block, which is probably kin to the anxiety around making my inner thoughts open for human...