Assorted Goods
Welcome to Assorted Goods, a place for everything that doesn’t quite fit anywhere else. Here, I’ll share a mix of thoughts, experiences, and stories—from the everyday to the unexpected. It’s a collection of whatever’s on my mind, and I’m excited to see where it takes us.
Love, Luggage, and Learning to Reroute
The hardest lesson I’ve had to learn is that healing is not linear. Being in a relationship while dealing with trauma means I’m constantly negotiating with two different realities—the one in front of me, and the one that my trauma is distorting. Learning to separate the two is like trying to solve a puzzle with pieces that keep changing shape. It’s exhausting, but it’s necessary work.
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.