My Life Uncensored
I woke up and hit play. Suddenly, my bed turned into a concert venue. It became a dance floor and a slightly sketchy performance space. One minute I’m saving the planet with Lil Dicky. The next moment, I’m yelling at imaginary dogs. I start flailing like I just realized I have arms. Then, I’m getting … Read more
I slip through places where no one notices me. My days feel heavier than anything the world will throw at me. I drag along every thought, memory, and piece of me like chains I made myself. I’m the anger with nowhere to go. I am the ache with no comfort. I am the exhaustion that … Read more
Leaving is a single, clean thought. It arrives like relief. Like finally setting something heavy down. Staying is the moment after that thought passes. When you realize you’re still here. When your body keeps breathing even though you didn’t agree to it. People think survival is instinct. They don’t understand how much effort it takes … Read more
Last night was one of those rare moments when everything felt easy and light. No past worries in the shadows. No need to be anyone other than myself. We were just laughing and wandering with no plan. We talked about nothing important. We teased strangers in small, silly ways. It felt like the world’s weight … Read more
You left me in a hospital. You don’t get to complicate that. You don’t get context. You don’t get excuses. You knew I was scared. You knew I was vulnerable. You knew staying mattered. You left anyway. That single action outweighs every kind word you ever spoke. It overrides every promise. It exposes every lie … Read more
I’ve been erasing myself so carefully that sometimes I forget what I used to look like. No big exits, no loud breakdowns, no calls for attention. Just a quiet, methodical folding of my edges, constantly muting the parts of me that feel too much, want too much, and risk being seen. I’ve learned to shrink … Read more
My mind has tried to erase me in ways that seem reasonable. Not dramatic, not loud, just persistent enough to feel justified.
This piece reflects on self‑sabotage and emotional numbness. It’s about understanding the impulse, not glorifying harm. There are moments when I push against myself just to feel something. Not because I crave drama, but because feeling nothing feels like fading away. When everything seems flat, even a bit of discomfort can remind me I’m still … Read more
I live on the edges of other people’s lives. Not missing—just not needed. I’m the one you talk to when there’s no better choice. The placeholder. The almost. People don’t leave with a bang. They drift away, forget to reply, pick someone else, and don’t even realize they’ve chosen. Somehow, I’m always on the losing … Read more
It jumps from one thought to the next like everything is urgent, like if I don’t figure it all out right now something bad will happen. Old conversations. Things I should’ve said. Things I shouldn’t have. Future problems that don’t even exist yet. It all piles up until I feel exhausted just lying still. Overthinking … Read more