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.
Actually, Don’t Pick Me.
The phenomenon of “pick-me” energy is a hot topic, with many people voicing their grievances about women who seek this validation. Ironically, while the intent is often to enlighten, these discussions can sometimes feel contradictory and generally miss the bigger picture. “Pick-me” energy is a nuanced issue deserving compassionate examination. It’s not just about calling out behaviors; it’s about understanding why we fall into these patterns and offering ourselves—and others—a little more grace.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.