🖤 Where I’ve Been (And Why I Needed a Break)

Hey friends--

It's been a minute.

Truth is, life got heavy. Not in some dramatic, movie-scene kind of way...just in the slow, silent way that sneaks up when you're carrying too much for too long.

I've sat down to write so many times, but I kept feeling like I had to show up inspirational or together--and that just wasn't where I was. And I don't want to fake it here. That's never been the point.

So, here's me being honest: I've been overwhelmed. I've had days where washing my hair felt like a win. I've questioned my worth, my relationships, and whether I'm healing at all. I've felt the ache of BPD in ways I thought I'd overcame. And at the same time, I've had tiny wins that don't look like much from the outside--but to me, they're everything.

Like:

• Saying what I want instead of making someone guess.

• Drinking more water (yes, that counts).

• Saying "I'm splitting" instead of lashing out in full rage.

• Journaling -- Even if it's just writing a positive affirmation -- "I am not broken. I am unlearning survival patterns that once saved me."

So no, I don't have a life-changing update. No epiphanies. Just this: I'm still here. I'm still trying. And if you are too? That's enough.

Thanks for being patient with me. I'm excited to be writing again -- even if I do it messy, imperfect, and human.

🖤

If you've been in the same boat -- quiet, overwhelmed, just trying to exist -- I see you. I'd love to hear how you've been in the comments. No pressure to be positive, just real.