This started as an online diary that was birthed from my lack of social life. But it turned into my therapeutic outlet. I was diagnosed as bipolar at the age of 15…and journaling helps me cope with my 'families' attempts to incite my mania. In 2024, they almost broke me. And 2025 was more of the same...but worse. Because my blog attracted the attention of people just like them...who go out of their way to avoid accountability, by shifting blame to my ability to call their behavior out. So 2026 has been about adjusting to this parasocial sh!t show.

*Only showing previews until I figure out what I want to do with the fullness of this body of work. And…I speak in double entendres.

Love,

Choosy

**Posting Monday-Friday @ midnight (EST)….ion know which day.