🍃 The Grove Journal #5

Stacked Wands, Silent Breakthroughs, and Magnesium Mishaps

I didn’t expect to spend the week buried under the weight of memories.
But apparently, my subconscious had other plans. 😅

This was the week of unseen labor. Of sacred exhaustion. Of facing versions of myself I’d almost forgotten.

Night after night, I met the 16-year-old me again.

The one who was shoved out, discarded, traumatized, unwanted, unheard, and taught that she was somehow both too much and never enough all at the same time.

The one who had to find safety in survival.