How do you know when resting becomes quitting? When is it okay to stop striving and just exist? I’ve spent my life pushing through crises, proving my worth, and achieving—always achieving. But now, maybe, I just want to be. Is that enough?
Contrary to the advice to ‘just learn to be alone,’ humans are wired for connection. From prison bans on solitary confinement to the Surgeon General’s warning on loneliness, it’s clear: social isolation damages us deeply. True companionship is not optional; it’s essential.
Today is one of the hard days. Waking up in tears, haunted by nightmares, and overwhelmed by despair, my hands won’t stop shaking. Struggling with PTSD, I navigate the chaos within, hoping to find solace and the strength and courage to speak the unspeakable.
Starting a blog has been my dream for 20 years. I’m full of thoughts on healing, life, and more, but getting them out isn’t easy. This blog will share my eclectic journey, aiming to connect with those who crave change through love, empathy, and passion.
This isn’t a ‘lifestyle’ blog. I’m Mae, not trying to ‘influence’ or sell a brand. I’m just living life out loud, yearning for connection in a world valuing independence over community. I’ve been labeled ‘crazy’ due to my neurodiversity, but I refuse to see myself as broken. I navigated law school, witnessing the grind and coping mechanisms of my peers, but chose an alternative path. My journey through mental health challenges and unconventional choices isn’t about breaking down; it’s about embracing a life less ordinary.
In the quiet moments between the cacophony of societal expectations and the whisper of our deepest truths, lies the path less traveled. It’s along this path that I found my pivot from a life predefined by the rigid constructs of a system to one that celebrates the fluidity of personal belief and the power of inner transformation.