I’m being prepped to break cycles that aren’t for me and create healthy ones to take their place. I want to embrace nothing but growth and the strength, determination, and endurance to continue growing.

I keep saying this, but the sorrow and dread these days continuously become overtaken by the beauty that is life. At least recently, life has been presenting itself to me in a more holistic way—and I’m trying to take hold and grasp as much as I can.

Even amid Michigan’s bipolar weather, the sky feels full of love for me. The wind shows up for a chilly hammock. The sunshine still turns me into bacon. Everything smells like growth—plants blooming, earth waking up.

Although much of my grounding is found within myself, the ability to find and connect with other people is an immaculate wonder. This feels like a lovely time to wake up and hold beautiful people close to me.

I don’t want to settle for survival anymore. I want to thrive—under all circumstances.