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How Today Became Everything
A Goodbye Written Like the Messy, Hilarious, Heart-Cracking Final Act of a Rom-Com That Absolutely Refuses a Tragic Ending This isn’t how I imagined life going for me, not even in the late-night, wine-fueled fantasy reels I’ve directed in my head for years where everything ties itself in neat bows and the universe speaks clearly…
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The Dates, One Fever, and the Sudden Return of Every Man I’ve Ever Avoided
There are weeks that feel scripted, weeks that feel chaotic, and then there are weeks where your life feels like a romantic comedy written by someone who took too much cold medicine. This was the third kind. I went on three dates, three men, three energies, three sets of eyes watching me like I was…
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Three Dates, One Weekend, and the Universe Filming in Soft, Golden Light
There are weekends that feel ordinary, and then there are weekends where the universe cracks its knuckles, leans over the balcony of fate, and whispers: “Cue her entrance.” This was one of those weekends. Three dates. Three energies. Three separate realities orbiting around me like planets deciding whether they’d like to be moons, comets, or…
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Golden Hours in a Quiet House
A Thanksgiving Story Dripping With Nostalgia, Calm, and the Soft Edges of a Life Rebuilt Let’s take a pause on the plot of my accidental romcom, whatever chapter of chaotic tenderness I’m floating through right now, and slip into the slice of life that actually matters. The one that unfolds quietly, deliberately, and without needing…
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So I Realized I Fucked Up My Entire Life But Like… In a Kind of Iconic Way
I realized I fucked up my entire life the way all leading women in a romantic comedy do: dramatically, with passion, and a soundtrack that absolutely did not match the chaos. Picture this: freshly separated, emotionally untethered, and running straight into a rebound relationship like it was an Olympic sport and I had something to…
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The Discipline of Becoming: Fog, Ancestry, and the Soft Knowing
There was the getting-into-the-shower kind of morning, the kind where steam kisses skin that has already carried too much and learned to hold even more. Water pooling at my feet like a ritual baptism back into routine. The echo of my own breathing against tiled walls. The quiet after the storm of getting the kids…
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Swiping Into Sovereignty: Dating While Separated & Choosing Better
Dating While Separated: A Conscious Woman’s Return to Desire I did not script this life the way it unfolded. I did not imagine myself here, a single mother in a big old breathing city, carrying the heartbeat of three children and one bonus soul inside a three-bedroom apartment that feels both like sanctuary and metamorphosis…
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New Moon Scorpio Awakening
I woke in a fevered shiver, the kind of cold sweat that slicks the skin with the memory of something you swear is still in the room. The other side of the bed was empty, of course. It always is but in the witching hush before dawn, the emptiness had a pulse, a breath. Like…
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Adventure Travel Writer on Her Adventures Again
In spite of what anyone says about her… This is Kate- a woman the world has decided is a one-of-a-kind inspiration to absolutely no one. A complete disgrace to her family’s perfectly wallpapered expectations. A creature of accidental splendor, moving through life with the disarming grace of someone who never meant to be extraordinary. Nothing…
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The Eldest-Daughter Era: My Taylor-Swift Healing Season
I have arrived at a strange and holy intersection of my life, one I never expected to travel. I’ve been a power-housed eldest daughter since the first breath I took, forged into steel by responsibility, protected by no one, shielding everyone. Even after fifteen years of marriage, the dynamic never changed. The weight never disappeared.…
Kate Didd 