Living a second life with both hands open. Sober. Curious. Sacred witness to my own becoming. canon-writing, deeply human, Gamer, coder, artist, weirdo, OKC-adjacent.
Once I put down my maladaptive coping mechanisms, my inner self was left treading water in an ocean of pain. Sometimes I wear down, slip under the surface, and feel like I’m going to drown.
The trick?
Reminding myself it’s not a real ocean.
October 13, 2025 at 8:35 PM
Once I put down my maladaptive coping mechanisms, my inner self was left treading water in an ocean of pain. Sometimes I wear down, slip under the surface, and feel like I’m going to drown.