2025

Out: parasocial relationship with TikTokers

In: parasocial relationships with water-dropping helicopters

I either get hyper fixated and focused or hyper lazy. There is no in between

We’re taught to be polite, small, agreeable. But there’s a quiet revolution in the moment you decide to take up space - not by shouting, but by living as if your presence is important. Because it is.

Me too, Stella girl. Me too.

A week in & I see you. Still processing and feeling. I also see something else emerging: a power different than we imagined. Not loud or flashy, but deep and true. Growing in whispers, in gathering, in honest conversations, in hands reaching for hands. Our strength didn’t vanish, it’s transforming.