You Never Really Know Someone -- & That's the Part That Breaks You
The person you meet in public is not always the person who exists behind closed doors. & that truth will fuck you up if you don’t learn it early. Because we are all so desperate to believe what we see... the smile, the charm, the trauma story, the welcoming personality, the vulnerability, the kind that's offered just enough to feel real but not enough to be accountable. We meet people in safe lighting. Controlled environments. Curated versions of who they want to be perceived
Jan 63 min read
An end of the year reflection I didn't ask for (BUT I fucking needed)
Most of all, it taught me that I don’t need to prove my worth by how much pain I can tolerate. I am not the same person I was at the beginning of this year.
Jan 55 min read
Same Streets, Different Skin
A time when my veins
were the only compass I followed,
and every hit
felt like a prayer
I didn’t actually believe in.
Dec 24, 20252 min read
