Why do I still feel alone?
About Abscordida
Respecting Boundaries
The consent talk I wish I had.
The consent talk I wish I had.
I Am Not Becoming
I reject this instruction.
I reject this instruction.
Dear Diary: Day 365 of 365
The year ends without spectacle. No trumpets. No absolution. Just the quiet arithmetic of survival: I am here, therefore something has been done correctly, even if nothing was done gently.
The year ends without spectacle. No trumpets. No absolution. Just the quiet arithmetic of survival: I am here, therefore something has been done correctly, even if nothing was done gently.
On Jealousy: I’m Not Above it, but I Understand it
I don’t merely feel jealousy; I read it, rewrite it, and let it lick its way across my intellect until I understand exactly what it wants from me.
I don’t merely feel jealousy; I read it, rewrite it, and let it lick its way across my intellect until I understand exactly what it wants from me.
How We Love Under Threat
Purple hearts, bruised futures.
Purple hearts, bruised futures.
I Prayed to Be Loved, But They Chose Lust Instead
What a joke.
What a joke.
I Give My Love Freely, but I Never Pay for It
Now, I know better.
Now, I know better.
The Price of Longing
Bought airtime just to hear his voice.
Bought airtime just to hear his voice.
Empty Wallet, Emptier Heart — When Love Doesn’t Pay
Love gets very ugly when there’s not enough to go around.
Love gets very ugly when there’s not enough to go around.
Because My Mother Didn’t Love Me, I Searched for Love Everywhere
She rarely let me stay close.
She rarely let me stay close.