life
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Crafting A Village
No one really tells you what it feels like to not have community. Not in the sense of being alone for a weekend, but in that quiet, lingering way that makes everyday life feel emptier. There’s a particular kind of ache that comes from realizing you don’t have a solid group to fall back on,…
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A Normal Weekend
My “normal” weekend isn’t some elaborate or expensive event filled calendar, it’s just a soft rhythm of things that make me feel connected again while getting centered for a new work week. It always starts with a hot beverage, not usually coffee. An apple cider or a hot cocoa with fun toppings. Not rushed, just…
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Letter to the Version of Me Who Was Trying So Hard
Dear younger me, Listen to your mom when she says to enjoy being young. Education was a focal point growing up. You learned early that gold stars and straight A’s were how people saw your worth. Schools that promoted academic rigor were all you knew. At 16, you were already learning how to balance a…
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Weekend Recovery – In Reality
Sometimes, recovery doesn’t mean doing nothing. For me, a “recovery weekend” often includes folding laundry, getting groceries, reorganizing my space, or catching up on small tasks that have been sitting on my to-do list for weeks. It’s about clearing the mental clutter that’s been adding onto the burnout, or adding up because of it. Some…
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When Burnout Feels Soul Crushing
Burnout doesn’t always show up loud. Sometimes it’s just this quiet heaviness that follows me around, a dull weight that makes everything harder than it should be. Even things I want to do feel impossible, like they’re a mountain instead of a small step. That’s when I know it’s not just being tired, it’s something…