BUILDING MYSELF, BRICK BY BRICK.
|| Entry 04, Day 139 || Woke up this morning with Lizzo’s Good as Hell playing in my head, and for the first time in a long while, the lyrics felt different—fresh, even. Maybe it’s because I’m finally beginning to feel like a brand-new person. Five years ago, I stepped into the world as an independent adult, and those years have been nothing short of transformative—equal parts laughter, struggle, and growth. At times, I questioned everything, even the value of living itself. Sure, I had good people around me—my family, my hobbies, and a handful of friends—but there were moments when I wondered: Was that really enough? In those five years, I’ve faced myself more than I ever thought I would. I worked to embrace the insecurities that once felt insurmountable and slowly started building back the life I thought I’d lost somewhere in the chaos of growing up. Puberty threw me into a storm I wasn’t prepared for, and finishing senior year felt like slipping...