There’s a certain kind of loneliness that only shows up at night. Not the kind that comes from being alone — the kind that comes from being scared, exhausted, and trying to hold yourself together until morning. I’m not sick tonight. Just sleepless. Just awake in a house that’s quiet, with Chuck breathing beside me, safe and warm and right there. But even now, even on a night like this, I remember the other ones. The nights when I was so sick I couldn’t lay down. The nights when my body felt...

I refuse to hate. Not because the world is gentle, and not because people always deserve grace. I refuse to hate because hate is the easiest thing in the world to fall into — and the hardest thing to climb back out of. Politics, racism, opinions shouted like weapons… everyone wants you to pick a side and burn the other one down. But I won’t do it. The world doesn’t need more fire. It needs people who can disagree without destroying each other. I’ve seen what hate does to people. How it...

I’m sitting here watching the end of LOST for the fourth time, crying like it’s the first. I love this show lol. And I’m angry at it, too — because it never gives you all the answers. It leaves things open, unresolved, unfinished. Maybe that’s why it hits harder tonight. My real life has felt a lot like that lately — wanting closure in places where there just isn’t any. Maybe that’s why it hit harder tonight. Because the last few weeks have felt like their own kind of finale — not dramatic,...