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.) 🎧 Listen while you read: “Better Man” by Leon BridgesFor the slow, soulful unraveling of a man learning he’s allowed to be held. https://open.spotify.com/track/7tOYSMYowhxJ0uK3WMoL5n?si=37f2506add33439b Mira's Story: The Break in the CalmAnd sometimes, when one… Continue reading Chapter Thirty-Four: The Break in the Calm
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 CrossingWhen ease feels unfamiliar—but your body knows it’s safe. The dinner was simple. Just a thank-you, Rowan had said, for the contributors who lent their voices to the What… Continue reading Chapter Six: The Crossing
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 16 I used to think desire meant surrender.That if you felt the heat, you had to follow it.That wanting someone meant saying yes with your body,even when your heart hadn't caught up. I’ve learned better. These days, I’m no longer rushing toward the spark without checking where it leads.I’m… Continue reading Wanting Without Losing Myself
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
