You have been through some shit. You are still here.
Writing about self-respect, grief, discipline, betrayal, relationships and becoming harder to break without becoming cold.
Some truths deserve more than a polished caption.
I write for people who have survived enough to know that healing is not soft, self-respect has a cost and love should never require you to disappear.
The work is direct, personal and grounded in the belief that pain should make us more honest, not more willing to tolerate bullshit.
The writing people responded to most.
These are the most-engaged posts in my performance archive. Each card opens the original post on Threads.
Being low maintenance is cute until you realize it trained people to neglect you.
F*ck that. Take up space.
You don’t owe anyone softness after they mishandled you.
F*ck that.
I have such f*cking respect for people who went through hell and refused to become bitter.
The world owes you so much.
You moved clean in dirty situations.
Integrity.
You really can’t f*ck with someone who knows how to rebuild from scratch.
Nothing phases us.
I don’t f*cking trust people who never admit when they’re wrong.
Accountability is intimacy too.
I have so much f*cking admiration for people who looked their family trauma dead in the face and refused to pass it down.
You were fighting for your f*cking life in silence and still made sure everybody else was okay.
So selfless. Kudos.
Forgive them. But never let them touch your life again.
No grudges. No ill will. Just space.
You need friends who don’t get weird when things are going well for you.
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