This is Mira’s story—part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: The Ache of AlmostFor the almosts that hollow and hold. Proof that you're still willing to hope. The trip wasn’t meant to be anything profound. Just a birthday getaway for… Continue reading Chapter Three: The Ache of Almost
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 11 For a long time, I thought love was supposed to feel like butterflies, that quickening, that rush, that tingle in your gut that made it hard to breathe. I thought adrenaline meant attraction.I thought chaos was chemistry.I thought if it wasn’t all-consuming, messy, magnetic, heart-racing… it wasn’t real.… Continue reading Calm Isn’t Boring, It’s Safe
