Nine Hour Breakup Roadtrip
As the horizon welcomed us at the end of our drive, I realized that sometimes the hardest journeys are the most necessary. They force us to look in the mirror, to see not just the reflections of who we were with someone, but who we are capable of becoming because of them.
Bi The Way…
It's crucial to remember the diversity within the bisexual community. For some, there's a stronger attraction to one gender over another, but this doesn't make anyone less bisexual. Others might find their attractions are more balanced or fluctuate over time. For me, it genuinely depends on the day. Sometimes I’m a Lil Yachty girlie, others it’s Faye Webster all the way. (Yachty is adorable and I don’t want to hear what you have to say.)
Anti-Sole Mate
I hope our collective culture will someday embrace this philosophy of love and life. Until then, I’m thrilled to share that the peanut butter to my jelly is NOT the same person who Yankees my Doodle—and that’s just the way I like it.
When You Know, You Know. Allegedly.
“WHeN yOu KnOw YoU kNoW” insert SpongeBob meme here. ‘Tis the battle cry of the “knowers.” I have always been camped firmly in the “I have no idea” zone, and the mantra has always made me feel trapped in a pressure cooker of expectation. It serves as a constant reminder of my perceived inadequacy in navigating matters of the heart.
Pajama Power Hour
Disclaimer: I am certainly not claiming to be some sort of guru on the path to healing, but I've definitely racked up enough life experience to feel confident in sharing the tools that helped me break free from the clutches of my past.
A Naked Little Pistachio
The armor I meticulously crafted to shield myself from pain and vulnerability may have inadvertently become a barrier to intimacy and authentic relationships.
Fairy Closure Mommy
No longer shall we be ensnared by the siren song of external validation, for we have discovered the sweet melody of self-assurance. Reflect, learn, and then let that sh*t go. Free yourself from seeking validation from others and embrace the freedom of owning your truth.
All Bangs, No Rizz
There are a billion jillion hot people in the world. As much as I truly hope that you feel like the most beautifulsexygorgeous person on the planet, it’s essential to recognize that attractiveness goes beyond physical appearance. So you look cool in the buff — what else you got, my guy?
Flirty Grocery Store Eye Contact
It's too easy to get caught up in the rush of our lives, dismissing these small moments as insignificant blips. But if you pause for a moment, allowing yourself to linger (Queue The Cranberries) in the spaces between the hustle and bustle, you'll discover the profound significance they hold.
It’s Not You, It’s Not Me, It’s Us.
The time you’re attempting to confine a sea monster in a tiny box, remember – sometimes, it's alright to release your grip. (I predict you were pissing off the Kraken anyway.) It's okay to cherish the love you once shared while acknowledging that it's time to move forward. By doing so, you're not only opening doors to new opportunities for yourself but also for your partner. ‘Tis what love is all about.
Everybody Is My Bestie
Like a good sandwich (man, I love a sammie), a solid conversation is comprised of several key ingredients – you’ve got active listening (the bread), conversational reciprocity (the protein), respect (the cheese), and empathy (your veggie of choice, might I suggest, Maddy Lettuce?).
But hold the mayo, because today I'm serving up the secret sauce– the mindset shift that makes me a particularly engaging conversationalist.
Credentials and Confessions
If I haven’t earned your trust quite yet, that’s okay, I get it. But I’m going to keep showing up and sharing my stories. I'm not a genius who graduated from an Ivy League school or an astronaut with an out-of-this-world perspective. I'm a regular-degular 28-year-old girlie pop who's navigating life as a baby adult just like the rest of you. But I am raw and I am honest. And I hope that is enough.
Signs! Synchronicities! Science?
Picture a scene straight out of a psychedelic cartoon, with me at the helm, channeling the energy of Miss Frizzle—but sexier– and also, I am in a spaceship. AND, instead of rocketing into outer space, I’m venturing into the Milky Way of your brain. Fear not, earthlings– as your woo-woo princess captain, I promise you're in good hands.
Always Kiss the Homies
So here's my promise: I'll always be ready to kiss the homies (whether it's a metaphorical smooch or a literal one – you do you) and celebrate the magic of platonic intimacy. Our friendships are precious, and they deserve all the cherishing, nurturing, and occasional smooching we can muster. Life's too short to hold back when it comes to showing love to the humans who matter most.
Hello from the Other Side (of My Depression)
I'm sharing my story in such detail because I want everyone reading this to understand the stark contrast between the persona a person can project and the thoughts floating in their head. Despite considering myself a generally bubbly person – full of smiles, laughter, and joy – I was simultaneously battling the darkest depths of my own mind, silently hovering my finger over the self-destruct button.
To All The Humans I’ve Loved Before
While it might seem like I've simply copied and pasted diary entries, this collection of reflections serves as a reminder that not all love stories are destined for eternity. Nonetheless, each memory possesses its own distinct beauty and healing power. It's my humble plea for all of us to keep our hearts open—there are individuals out there whom we've yet to discover and love.
Be More Naked, Feel Less Afraid.
Get naked (emotionally) and relax into the idea that fear is the best friend you never asked for. And while fear may never fully disappear, we can learn to coexist with it, harnessing its power to push us forward into the unknown. I’m picturing fear as a majestic stallion and you as a sexy little jockey.
Arguments Are Awesome! No, Really, They Are.
Do I believe that if this one conversation had taken a different turn, our lives would be drastically altered today? Of course not. But I do acknowledge that this conversation was emblematic of many others we had. We fought over small matters that were symbolic of deeper issues. (Something to consider the next time you are bickering about dishes, texts, or clothes.)
Maggie Rogers, Please Stop Making Me Cry
Whether you're streaming Maggie or not, I want to let you know that you're not alone in this journey. We're all just winging it, and while that can be super fun (have I mentioned my tattoos?), it's okay if you feel scared sometimes. Me too, buddy. Me too.