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(Content: Death of a loved one) Last month, a longtime friend of our family was called home. It feels like it's too personal of a thing to talk about on here, but when has that stopped me before? But a personal loss is something I haven't spoken about on here. In a way, I figured it was as inevitable as death is.

Limerence is a word I have become familiar with, lately. It's a state of mind that involves having intense feelings for a person that may otherwise be avoiding or selective with returned affection. From that, it can even be associated with the more popular term, infatuation. It's a creature of chaos. It can take many different shapes partly because of who the object of affection is.

I get it. It's a lot. It has been for months, now. 24-Hour news cycles that are puppeted by submission or other means, and other trusted sources in different industries that also either complied in advance, or eventually bent the knee. And the best part about all of that? It has pushed the people who still have their hearts intact. They learned that there are ways around the systems that has been brewing this kind of environment for decades.

Originally written (9/11/2025) I'd like to talk about a friend of mine named Empathy (they/them). Empathy is immortal. They have been in the hearts and minds of people throughout history. Without them being around, certain freedoms would not exist. The freedom to choose, to marry who you want, the freedom to learn and educate ourselves and others about the horrors of our nation's past.

Anyone who wants to keep you in the left lane because they see your fastlane potential knows they'll be left behind once you switch it up. The longer you act on the beliefs that you deserve a better life because of your healing,  the harder those who do not share your beliefs will come for you. They will do and say anything to keep you close and in control.

Narcissists by themselves can be a volatile and unpredictable group. With or without suppoeters to aid their habits, they know enough about their targets to pick at the smallest details of their lives to add up to maximum control over them. There are many statements from experts about how these people are not born but created. How they were either taught or taught themselves to be emotionally parasitic, chaotic, and especially immature.

How would you describe yourself to someone? "An adult that learned how to comfort the sadness of the inner child, and soothe the rage felt in-between us." This was inspired by an event I was at a few years ago, where the host asked the audience to write a pitch trailer about ourselves. It took a bit, but not only did I get it, but later that day I was able to share it with him, and he gave me a huge hug from it.