Michelle ✧✧
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yesterdayonpaper.bsky.social
Michelle ✧✧
@yesterdayonpaper.bsky.social
ADHD + elder emo + millennial. Planner spreads, doomscrolling & denial. Stuck in 2003, emotionally and organizationally. 🌑🌌🎶📺📝

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i’m still here. still trying to love through it. still asking the big questions. still exhausted by this ancient soul of mine that sees everything. but i’m here.
May 16, 2025 at 6:47 PM
this isn’t me giving up. this is me witnessing. feeling. processing what it means to be human right now. it’s a lens, not a conclusion.
May 16, 2025 at 6:47 PM
some people don’t make it out. they leave because it’s too much. and that truth sticks to me. makes me want to say the heavy things out loud, even if it’s not poetic or shiny or fixed.
May 16, 2025 at 6:47 PM
i don’t want to scroll anymore. i keep saying that. but this place—it used to feel like home. LiveJournal, MySpace… connection before the algorithms. now it’s an ocean of grief i keep drinking from.
May 16, 2025 at 6:47 PM
the more i learn, the more i realize: there was never a “good old days.” just illusions. and as a mom? the fear is feral. i think about what kind of world my daughter’s growing up in. what could hurt her. silence her. erase her.
May 16, 2025 at 6:46 PM
i see you. i am you. every scroll is another punch. every headline feels like a dare to care less. and i’m tired of pretending that “focusing on the positive” is enough. the world feels sick. the stats. the systems. the hate. humans are terrifying sometimes.
May 16, 2025 at 6:46 PM
being sensitive in a time like this is a brutal kind of resilience. you feel it all. you break, you patch up, you break again. i’ve clawed my way out of the void before—but right now it’s loud in here. if you’ve ever felt like a grain of salt in a hurricane: same.
May 16, 2025 at 6:46 PM
Every scroll feels like a dare to care less.
And I’m tired of pretending that “focusing on the positive” is enough.
The world feels sick.
The stats. The systems. The hate.
Humans aren’t just imperfect—we're terrifying, sometimes.
And the more I learn, I realize:
There was never a “good old days.”
May 16, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Being sensitive in a time like this is a brutal kind of resilience.
You feel it all.
You break, you patch up, you break again.
I’ve clawed my way out of the void before—but right now it’s loud in here.
If you’ve ever felt like a grain of salt in a hurricane: same.
I see you. I am you.
May 16, 2025 at 6:32 PM
😅 facts
February 12, 2025 at 7:58 AM
Her name is Pepper 🖤🌌 #catsofbluesky
February 12, 2025 at 7:42 AM
It is! I have an A5 and a personal ☺️
February 8, 2025 at 12:57 AM
✧ToDoListJunk!e✧
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✧ProcrastinationNation✧
~MissedThatDueDate_✦
✧FocusButFallingBehind✧
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Hope this brings back nostalgia for you 🖤🫰
February 4, 2025 at 7:41 PM