As 2025 steps in,
I see you, little one,
Still standing, still soft,
Despite the storms.
We’ve learned—
Each scar a lesson,
Each mistake a stepping stone.
You’ve done all you could,
Given all you had,
And now, we let go.
I’ve got you now.
Your fears, your hopes, your fragile dream.
I’ll carry them with care.
This year, we walk together.
One step at a time,
One truth at a time.
We’ve got this.
The path to healing and happiness isn't easy—it's filled with challenges that test your resolve. But each day, as you put one foot in front of the other,...
We See Right Through You. There is a comfortable assumption many neurotypical people carry around without ever examining it: that because a neurodivergent...
I've been blessed and cursed with pattern recognition. I see things. I see people. I see the machinery underneath the behavior, the fear driving the cruelty,...
Meta just cut ten thousand people. Not ten thousand positions. Ten thousand human beings. People who built systems, held institutional knowledge, maintained...
0 Comments