My Life Uncensored
The Weight The past few days have felt heavy in a quiet way. Not loud. Not dramatic. It’s the kind of weight that sits behind your ribs. It makes your breathing feel a little shallower when the room gets too still. I’ve been carrying something that doesn’t fully make sense. The kind of invisible blame … Read more
The last few days have been a slow slide into gray. Snow falls outside, heavy and relentless, like the sky is trying to bury the world quietly. I lie in bed, lights still on, watching YouTubers scream through multiplayer matches while I hover somewhere between entertained and completely detached. Explosions on screen. Silence in the … Read more
The last couple days haven’t been explosive. No breakdowns. No emotional sinkholes. No late-night “what’s the point” spirals chewing through my ribs. Just… steady. We were driving around. No destination. Just roads stretching out under streetlights like they didn’t care where we ended up. Music low. The world outside the windshield moving, indifferent as always. … Read more
Today is… actually good. Like, my brain isn’t screaming at me for once. It’s quiet. Calm. Steady. And honestly, that alone feels like a small victory. But wait there’s more ! Call of Duty has been going surprisingly well. Or at least, I haven’t accidentally blown myself up yet. I’ve been sticking to core, because … Read more
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
At night, I tear myself apart. Not just in my mind, but with precision. I lay out every part of me on a cold table and start slicing through—thought by thought, memory by memory until nothing feels human anymore. I go over my life like it’s evidence in a case where I’m both the victim … Read more
Somewhere between silence and noise, between the thoughts you hold onto and those that slip away, there’s this space. This is it. Welcome to Notes 2 Noone — a haven for the words that get lost, the feelings that simmer, and the truths you can’t voice. Here, there’s no judgment, no expectations, no pretending. Just … Read more