The Blue in my Eyes Was Always Mine 💙
I used to believe the brightest blue in my eyes belonged to someone else. Turns out, they were evidence of something that had been mine all along: the freedom to be completely myself. A story about unconditional love, healing, rebuilding, and finally knowing exactly where I belong.
The Storm Shelter
For the first time in my life,
I stopped long enough
to admire
what I’d been building
all along…
Then I finally took my own damned seat.
Hey Peanut
The moment when self-care stops being a luxury and becomes survival. This is a letter to the little girl who showed up & showed out , the one who stayed!

