I was raised in a very dysfunctional household where behaviors rarely matched words. Right and wrong felt conditional. Love felt very confusing.

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I remember when I started taking therapy seriously I asked my therapist, “How long will I need to be in therapy?” Unfortunately, there wasn’t a one-size-fits-all answer, so for me, it’s been 10 years and counting lol That reads like a joke, but so is my life.

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I spent years with people and in environments where emotional, and sometimes physical, safety only existed if I made myself small, silent, or scared. And now I say, f*ck that.

I'm tired of this grandpa.

There was once a time when the people in my life took up more space in my inner world than I did. I spent limitless time worrying about what others might think of me. The perk of life wearing you down is that this no longer is the case 😅

I learned from a very young age that compartmentalizing can keep me alive with some semblance of grounding. During times of crisis, it certainly serves me well.

#writing #breakingnews #personalessay

A view from inside a car at sunset shows a two-lane country road stretching into the distance beneath a vivid pink and purple sky. The dashboard glows softly, and a handwritten burned CD labeled “Road Trip Mayhem” rests on the passenger side. A young woman with her window down drives toward the horizon as golden light spills across the road.

Sometimes healing sounds like a song you still love.

#writing #nostalgia #friendships

WTF is life right now? In 1 hr I've felt the extremes of, like, 5 emotional states.

#mentalhealth #selfcare #wtf

Words & phrases I’ve grown to hate:
Unprecedented.
Breaking news.
Escalating tensions.
A major shift.

If something is still “unprecedented” four years later, I’m going to need a new word.

#breakingnews 🙄

There was a time when the people in my life took up more space in my inner world than I did.

That feels wild to say now.

#SelfTrust #EmotionalGrowth #InnerWork

A person fully wrapped in a pink textured bodysuit, sitting curled up in a chair. Text on the image reads “Cancer.”

My name is Becca.
I notice things about myself and then fight the urge to overthink them.

#BeingHuman #Overthinking

Some fears don’t follow you forever.

I didn’t realize how much fear used to run my inner world until it stopped.

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