
These are real, unfiltered journal entries from different seasons of my life. I never planned to share them-but they needed a home. These words were written in the middle of heartbreak, healings, anger, confusion, and learning how to be human.
Most of them don’t have dates. Some of them are blurry. I’ve tried to preserve what I could. I’ll be adding more as I go-maybe even the ones I never thought I’d tell anyone.
This isn’t a polished story. It’s a mirror. A soft place to fall. This is where I let myself be honest. Where I said the things I didn’t have the courage to say out loud until now.
If you’re reading this, maybe you’ve been there too.