love how u write wow. i rly wanna connect w other writers bc substack is a lil quiet atm, wld love if u ever wanna read my pieces 💫💫💫i’m gonna stalk ur posts now !!!!
I’m in awe of your brain. Your writing is so beautiful and wow… I’d be lucky to share a memory with you if you’d ever brought it up to me so so beautifully 🫶🏼
don’t worry!! you’re spiraling upward, forward, into newness. Don’t forget to pause and think about your progress from a year ago, five years ago, etc. The human you’re becoming is beyond your wildest dreams.
lucky, you can time travel back to the past :) it’s not always a curse; i struggle with remembering much of what happened because i suppress so much of my emotions. even if it’s painful, feel every ounce of it. those memories stay alive because of you; inside of you.
Never had problems like these, I'm the only child so I guess I never developed that feeling of missing my cousins.. and yet, twenties were rough... who are you, what defines you.. job, family, friends, possessions? It takes a while until you realize it's you who define yourself and that definition can be whatever you want. It also brings realisation of responsibility as no-one is responsible for what I am today but me, but it primarily brings a sense of freedom like nothing else... for instance, a couple.of years ago I stumbled upon my records collection up in the attic and guess what - had to repair my broken record player so I could enjoy that crackity-crack sound once again :)
"forgetting that walls don’t just keep others out. they also lock me in." 🥺 This hits. I really appreciate your vulnerability in this piece. You're not alone! 🤍
This quote is fantasic writing: my self haunting me. the thoughts skitter across my skin like spiders. memories press against my ribcage until breathing becomes shallow and forced.
It all is such great writing and so raw. It spoke to a version of me for sure, as I have felt this too. Nostalgia really can be such a crushing thing and hold such a haunting grip on us. Thank you for sharing.
The vulnerability here is so raw and I appreciate your willingness to share. The only thing we can’t get back in this life is time and yet when I look around I see so few living an intentional life.
A powerful piece. Feeling like a broken record, one shattered is exactly the energy life gives right now. This feels like a work that one of my characters would dote on for my fanfic. It's so powerful, it transcends platforms.
"i don’t know who i am without my family. and sometimes i feel like they’d be just fine without me." This has basically been my mantra for my entire life. I have only just learned what it means to choose myself. I related to this piece to a degree I probably can't fully explain. Sofy, thank you for sharing this with us. Thank you for treating us as a safe space for your experiences. Thank you for writing something I too can see myself in. This was somber but also lovely.
Can't relate, but I love the way you wrote about it ♡
thank you so muh <3 <3
love how u write wow. i rly wanna connect w other writers bc substack is a lil quiet atm, wld love if u ever wanna read my pieces 💫💫💫i’m gonna stalk ur posts now !!!!
ahahh thank youuuu✨🥹 please do stalk me🙂↕️
I’m in awe of your brain. Your writing is so beautiful and wow… I’d be lucky to share a memory with you if you’d ever brought it up to me so so beautifully 🫶🏼
thank youuuuu🫶🏻✨🥹
don’t worry!! you’re spiraling upward, forward, into newness. Don’t forget to pause and think about your progress from a year ago, five years ago, etc. The human you’re becoming is beyond your wildest dreams.
thank you so much <3 <3
lucky, you can time travel back to the past :) it’s not always a curse; i struggle with remembering much of what happened because i suppress so much of my emotions. even if it’s painful, feel every ounce of it. those memories stay alive because of you; inside of you.
thank youu 🥺 you're right it is both a curse and a blessing to remember <3
Never had problems like these, I'm the only child so I guess I never developed that feeling of missing my cousins.. and yet, twenties were rough... who are you, what defines you.. job, family, friends, possessions? It takes a while until you realize it's you who define yourself and that definition can be whatever you want. It also brings realisation of responsibility as no-one is responsible for what I am today but me, but it primarily brings a sense of freedom like nothing else... for instance, a couple.of years ago I stumbled upon my records collection up in the attic and guess what - had to repair my broken record player so I could enjoy that crackity-crack sound once again :)
I loved this, thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts✨🥹
"forgetting that walls don’t just keep others out. they also lock me in." 🥺 This hits. I really appreciate your vulnerability in this piece. You're not alone! 🤍
thank you so muchhh ✨✨
This quote is fantasic writing: my self haunting me. the thoughts skitter across my skin like spiders. memories press against my ribcage until breathing becomes shallow and forced.
It all is such great writing and so raw. It spoke to a version of me for sure, as I have felt this too. Nostalgia really can be such a crushing thing and hold such a haunting grip on us. Thank you for sharing.
thank you Brenna 🥹🫶🏻
this made my chest ache. it’s like you wrote the feeling of being quietly forgotten. i felt every word.
thank so much you really ✨🥹
You opened up your sould in this text and it is so beautiful, so toucing, moving. Thank you!
thak youu 🫶🏻✨
this is just so so touching i love it
thank youuu😭✨
The vulnerability here is so raw and I appreciate your willingness to share. The only thing we can’t get back in this life is time and yet when I look around I see so few living an intentional life.
exactly exactly ✨ thank you 🫶🏻🫶🏻
I can’t wait to read more now that I am subbed! Would adore connecting with you, Love and hearing your thoughts on some of my latest pieces as well!🫶🏼
girl!!!
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A powerful piece. Feeling like a broken record, one shattered is exactly the energy life gives right now. This feels like a work that one of my characters would dote on for my fanfic. It's so powerful, it transcends platforms.
this means so much, thank you ✨🥹🫶🏻
Of course, darling
"i don’t know who i am without my family. and sometimes i feel like they’d be just fine without me." This has basically been my mantra for my entire life. I have only just learned what it means to choose myself. I related to this piece to a degree I probably can't fully explain. Sofy, thank you for sharing this with us. Thank you for treating us as a safe space for your experiences. Thank you for writing something I too can see myself in. This was somber but also lovely.
Thank you so much, Cassidy 😭😭 Your words really mean a lot to me. I’m so glad this piece resonated with you. It means the world ✨🫶🏻
The end is so original, makes me think of a broken record crackling while it plays. Loved this❤️
Omg yessssss🫶🏻 the broken-record crackle was exactly what I was trying to capture. so glad you caught it.🥹✨