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Ok, let’s see where we left off… I haven’t done this in months — June to be exact. And while I want to laugh about it, the truth is…it’s not really funny. It’s actually a little sad, because I fell right back into a pattern I’ve been trying hard to break. But is that really so bad? Maybe not. Because even though I slipped, life has definitely been “lifeing” since the last time I had a chance to…

“I am deliberate and afraid of nothing.” — Audre Lorde It’s 5:41 in the morning. I’m sitting here with my joint, listening to the birds sing while my heart feels heavier than I know how to hold.Heavy for a love I’ve never fully touched.Heavy for a happiness I’m starting to believe I may never have. And I ask myself—why is this feeling hitting so hard? Am I truly afraid that I’ll spend the rest…

“Discipline isn’t punishment. It’s self-respect in action.” The fact that I can’t seem to focus lately is really starting to get under my skin. My sleep’s been off—staying up way too late and crashing at odd hours. I’ve caught myself losing my train of thought mid-sentence or just zoning out entirely. Is this sleep deprivation, anxiety, or something deeper? What I’ve realized is this: these…

“Never let your right hand know what your left hand is doing.” 🌀 Initial Reaction: Raw & Real When I first read Law 3: Conceal Your Intentions, I had to pause. “Keep the enemy guessing…” But who is the enemy these days? In the words of Monica: “Who is they?”And that’s the truth—they could be anybody.Your closest relative. A childhood friend. The girl from middle school who resented your…

“Sometimes slowing down is the most radical way to move forward.” I’ve been slacking on my blog posts — two weeks behind to be exact. And honestly? I’ve been in a fog. Not just mentally, but physically and emotionally. I haven’t prepped meals, barely had the energy to read, study, or even think straight. Work has been nonstop. This last 80-hour tour? Whew. Busy doesn’t even begin to describe it.…

“If this is what healing feels like… I’m ready for more.” I went on a 12-minute and 45-second rant on the way home from—well, honestly—a crash out. That’s the best way I can describe it. It was heavy. Raw. Unfiltered.Full of self-doubt.Jealousy.Blame.Pressure.Emotion.Overthinking.All within 12 minutes and 45 seconds. And I complained. Yes—I complained. I cried. I vented. I let it out. But…

Theme: Power in Visibility | Week 1 of 12By Authentically Aries This is not my first time attempting to read this book. To my surprise, I was already on Law 11 when I cracked it open again—greeted by a sea of highlighter strokes and inked notes. Words I wanted to define and absorb. Sentences that made me say “Okk!” and helped make past situations click. Starting this book over reminded me of…

I haven’t written much about being a mother. Not really. It’s not because I don’t want to—it’s because I’ve been scared. Scared of judgment. Scared of being seen in a light I’m still trying to accept within myself. The truth is, I’m not where I want to be in life. But does that automatically make me a bad mom? I ask myself that more often than I’d like to admit. Motherhood doesn’t come with a…

This morning called for an everything shower. Nair, exfoliate, moisturize-yes. But most importantly, I spoke love and life over myself. I’m deep in my DIY era, learning to pour into me more intentionally-despite the chaos, the pressure, the circumstances I’m navigating. There’s something sacred about that hot water hitting your body and washing away the heaviness of the week. It becomes a…

Some lessons don’t knock. They crash into your peace, spill into your thoughts, and force you to sit with truths you thought you already learned. And if you’re anything like me, they don’t always come gently. These are the lessons I keep learning the hard way- the ones the circle back when I ignore my gut or give people too much grace. They all tie into each other, and each one has carved out a…

Some posts are harder to write than others.This one comes from a place of reflection, not retaliation.I’m sharing this experience because starting over isn’t just about chasing new dreams — it’s also about protecting your peace when life tests you in unexpected ways. Here’s a chapter I didn’t expect to live through, but one that taught me a lot about loyalty, boundaries, and choosing myself over…

“This is just one hump, one hurdle. But I’ve come too far to let the weight of negative thoughts hold me down.” The Breakdown (Literally & Mentally) My car’s been out of commission for a while now. And honestly, I’m frustrated—not just at the situation, but at myself. I ignored the small repairs when they first came up. I let my ex and my mom talk me into taking it to random mechanics or going…

April 25, 2025 – A quiet moment with Lofi and J. It’s 4:50 in the morning. I’m curled up in the recliner, Lofi Girl playing softly on YouTube while our little Maltese, J., snores beside me. This might just be another rambling session, but honestly? Most of my ramblings turn into semi-decent blog posts, so here we are. If I’m being honest, being vulnerable is hard for me. It makes me feel……

Hi there! My name is Divanskye, and I’m a 38-year-old mom navigating life with my incredible 12-year-old son. By day (or rather, night), I’m an overnight pharmacy technician at a hospital, and by heart, I’m a single mom embracing the journey of starting over. Right now, home is a lively multigenerational space that I share with my mom, sister, my son, and our tiny but mighty Maltese. It’s a…