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🌿 Faith, Freedom and The Road to Reinvention: A Reflection on 2025

Some years don’t simply pass. They confront you. They dismantle quiet illusions, expose old wounds you swore had healed, and demand a level of honesty you avoided out of necessity. 2025 became a year of reckoning. With faith. With love. With politics. And with myself.                          I’ve always considered myself spiritual. But faith has rarely offered comfort. My relationship with God exists in a complicated space. Part longing, part unanswered questions. Tension shaped by loss. Even as a child, I wrestled with the idea of God. I think I was searching for something even back then: a presence capable of translating chaos into meaning . What should have felt sacred instead became strained. From an early age, death was never abstract. It was an uninvited companion. A familiar shadow. Family. Friends. Those who once anchored my world. Each loss redrew borders, whispering the same brutal truth: the imperman...

Close Yet Far

Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Or so it’s said. Silence has the power to speak volumes, without risk of sounding like a broken record. Even as I linger on Instagram, Pinterest and Spotify, my decision to abandon other platforms was motivated by continued frustration, calling someone’s bluff and the collective noise of those with mental illness driven narcissism & victimhood mentality spawned by daily faux outrage du jour. Lately, I’ve been finding myself asking the same questions as before. Knowing, I will never receive answers. Even as 2025 began, it was a year knowing I would eventually find myself walking away from yet another platform. Going silent and locking up each account I still have left. As the year proceeded, I kept busy with the knowledge I would be attending college again. A path influenced by someone who left me not only in emotional turmoil but helped me also gain a sense of clarity via a 3rd party. I don’t hang out on Reddit much. It’s not a site I would reco...

Friendships, Loyalty & Trust: My Journey Towards Healing & Learning Difficult Lessons

Friendship these days is like a game of Russian Roulette. Either you’ll never have to worry or you wind up with the bullet leaving the chamber. Frankly, I’m no stranger to walking away from former friends. I’ve left behind a trail of severed connections, all with their own reason & history. Of the many friendships I had, I can’t help looking back with regret. But also with an understanding without those various personalities, I wouldn’t be who and where I am today! Stronger & wiser. At the same time, wishing I could go back and change the inevitable outcome. Despite this, I still managed to get myself out of a bad situation. Albeit with several scars along the way. Like any relationship either romantic or platonic, the most important element is TRUST . One of those sayings I and many others have grown up with is: “you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your family.” But what if those certain friends in your life become family? I don’t have a great relationship with my...