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  • I was sick as a dog last week. Not cute sick. Not “I have the sniffles, bring me soup” sick. I mean fever, body aches, no sleep, vomiting, crying, dramatic Victorian child in a nightgown near an open window kind of sick. At some point in the middle of my spiral, I texted Manifested Man.…

  • “Where do you want to get dinner tonight?” Manifested Man asks, hoping I’m not like every other woman who doesn’t want to make a decision. “I don’t care,” I answer, because I am very much just like all the other women… but am I really? I don’t care where we have dinner, because I’m not…

  • {First things first, I have a small inkling that Manifested Man has been reading these posts… only because all the worries of yesterday were quickly eased in a quick conversation. Not saying I don’t appreciate it, I do! The communication between us has been amazing. Maybe I’m just a little embarrassed… internet strangers can read…

  • Before anyone gets dramatic, this is not a love story. At least, not that kind. There is not, and has never been, a single romantic ounce between us. He is not the one who got away. He is not the backup plan. He is not a plot twist waiting to happen. He is more like…

  • 53 days ago, [redacted] was walking around Florence, Italy, trying to get my attention. I know this because he said it casually, like it was not the most insane sentence anyone has ever handed me. Which is especially rude, because 53 days ago, I was also trying to get his attention. I don’t know his…

  • I have always been better at writing the truth than saying it out loud. Spoken words betray me. They shake, or crack, or come out too casual because I’m trying so hard not to sound like I’m falling apart. But written words sit still. They let me arrange the chaos in my head into something…

  • Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I’m afraid to turn on the kitchen light and start my day. I can feel it on those days, the air is a little bit heavier, and my chest is a little more tight than usual. I’m afraid because I can’t handle any more disappointment. Staring at…

  • Manifested man said to me today, “You know you’re a great person, and good things happen to good people…” I responded with, “You are my good thing.” The past 5 days have really been a test for both of us. Not sure many more negative things could’ve happened, but those things are not for the…

  • I’m not exactly sure what my problem was, but up until the past couple years, I let men walk all over me. Maybe I thought I wasn’t worthy, or that it was the best that I could get? Maybe I was colorblind, and that’s why I didn’t see the red flags? In either case, I…

  • I have lived in my apartment since October 2025. I have known my next door and downstairs neighbors since the day I moved in, because I made 12 metric tons of noise trying to drag all my shit up a flight of stairs by myself. It didn;t take long to realized that the folks next…