Why My Therapist Stole My Diary (And Why Yours Should Too!)

Okay, real talk: who else bought that gorgeous leather journal last New Year’s resolution season and accidentally turned it into a coaster for oat milk lattes? 🙋♀️ Guilty as charged. But here’s the…

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Confessions of a Black Thumb Turned Grief Gardener: Why Dirt Under My Nails Saved My Soul

Okay, so I accidentally kept a plant alive… for six months. 😳 Let me explain why this is more shocking than the time I tried to “bronde” my hair during lockdown (RIP, bathroom…

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Why My Makeup Brushes Are My New Meditation Tools 🧘♀️💄

Okay, let’s be real: the last time I tried “traditional meditation,” I lasted 37 seconds before mentally drafting my grocery list. But guess what? I’ve accidentally stumbled into a zen state daily –…

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“SOS! How My Closet Became My Therapist When the World Fired Me 🔥👗”

You know those weeks when your coffee spills, your boss forgets your name (again), and your dating app matches all look like your middle school math teacher? Yeah, me too. Last Tuesday, I…

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