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Lately, I’ve been noticing how the strategies that once protected me now leave me exhausted. How the habits that helped me endure are quietly burning me out. How staying in motion has become a way to avoid sitting with myself. As I look toward 2026, I’m realizing that I don’t want to live only as someone who endured. I want to learn how to live as someone who is present. 

I stopped working out. I cried in silence. I stopped meditating. I stopped living.  I thought that I had the whole self-love thing under control. I had figured that out in 2014 and was more than ten years into that journey, and so I forgot how easy it could be to slide backwards.  It started like it usually does.  With a small thought. A thought that I wouldn’t have even noticed because, after all, I was an expert at self-love.  A few days later, that same thought would come

Words are small, but they are mighty. We carry them, sometimes without realizing the weight they add. Some words lift us. Others linger longer than they should.

2025 became a year that broke me into a million different pieces. Pieces that are roughly glued back together. Pieces that, if any disruption occurs, may fall back out of place. In 2025, I had more days that broke me than any other year.

Every once in a while, a story comes along that doesn’t just entertain. It lingers, it questions, and it dares you to look at your own heart differently. That’s what Somewhere Between Us aims to do. 

Poetry gives you a voice when words feel heavy, offering a place to pour your thoughts, emotions, and dreams onto the page. It doesn’t require fancy language, only honesty. For many women, poetry becomes a lifeline during heartbreak, loss, or life’s turning points, a safe container where unspoken emotions can finally rest. 

This is where writing, and particularly erotica, becomes a powerful tool for healing. On the page, I get to reclaim narrative control. When I write erotica, I decide what happens. No one takes that choice away from me. Consent becomes something I can explore safely in my imagination, practicing what it feels like to give, withhold, or change my mind without fear.

Here’s the thing: when you journal consistently, you begin to learn more about yourself than you ever expected. Patterns surface. Habits become clearer. Your journal acts like a mirror, reflecting your inner world to you and helping you see who you really are beneath all the noise of daily life.