i turned 25 today, woohoo!! i genuinely did have an enjoyable day and birthday celebration over this past weekend, yet i still cried on my birthday. and it’s not about the age ever, i don’t mind aging one bit. but today i found myself struggle to pinpoint what it was that was causing me to feel

2024 is a year i want to take up more space. i’ve lived by the rules of my social anxiety for so long that it’s shrunken me down into a box where i leave most social situations feeling like i wish i would’ve offered up more of myself. living my life in fear of rejection and making myself, my pot