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Oh, Just another 40 year old AuDHD woman with a lot to say….after maybe a side quest or two.
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I am taking a week of rest. I mentally need it. Blog will continue 1/28 Thank you for your patience.
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Once upon a time,love was simple in my mind.You pick a personand you love them.Simple as that. I used to move through the worldwith childlike whimsy,trusting my own magic,believing that choosing someoneand stayingwas just what people did. Then I met the kind of lovethat made me feel like I wastoo much. Too loud.Too tender.Too needy.Too…
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CRYSTALS and Rhinestones Literally everywhere. I LOVE IT! Xoxo I’m made of a lot of different “parts,” and I’m slowly learning to let them all sit at the same table. There’s the hobby collector in me, always curious and trying new things, building little worlds out of interests and obsessions. There’s the plushie collector who…
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Chaos, Glowsticks & Character Development This year, I’m not doing “New Year, New Me.”I’m doing: New Year, Same Neurospice, Better Side Quests. My brain is basically a browser with 87 tabs open, music playing from an unknown source, and 3D printing TikToks on loop. So instead of pretending I’m suddenly going to become a minimalist,…
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Sober at the Rave: Ringing In the New Year With Self‑Respect There’s something magical about walking into a show on New Year’s weekend. The bass is already in your chest before you hit the door, the lights are soft and hazy, and everyone’s buzzing with that mix of nostalgia and hope that only the end…
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2026 I hope the coming year unfolds softly, not yet defined,With gentle light on all the roads I’ve been too scared to see,May quiet courage walk beside the doubts that crowd my mind,And every closed, forgotten door swing open just for me. I hope I trust the timing when the timing feels all wrong,When plans…
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🤯🫣🫢🫠 Today, an email popped into my inbox from my first boyfriend, when I was 18. Gene. We haven’t been together in decades, but he’s always been one of those people with a near-photographic memory. In his message, he recalled tiny details from over 20 years ago—what I wore on a specific afternoon, the way…
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A poem of reflection – Christmas Eve #2025 This year began with a ghost in my chest,a name I wouldn’t stop whisperingto a door that never opened. I tried to make a homeout of someone else’s aftermath,not knowing I’d walked into a storythat started long before me. I was the reboundin a heart still crowded.They…
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There’s something magical about taking a tiny corner of your world and turning it into a place that feels safe, cozy, and completely yours. You don’t need a huge room or perfect Pinterest aesthetics. With a bit of intention (and some clay, pony beads, books, pens, and makeup organizers), you can build mini “safe havens”…
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