- Ashley

Joined December 2023

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No polished perfection here, just relatable experiences and a reminder you're not alone. Seeking a virtual shoulder and honest reflections? You're in the right place. Let's navigate the beautiful mess together. - Ashley

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The Long Winter of the Soul
The winter sky was a vast, oppressive gray, mirroring the landscape of Clara’s soul. It was the kind of gray that seeped into your bones, a chilling dampness that no amount of layers could truly ward off. December had arrived, dragging with it the usual festive cheer that only amplified Clara’s inner desolation. Christmas carols jingled mockingly from store speakers, each cheerful note a tiny hammer blow against the fragile wall she’d built around her heart.
By - Ashleyabout a year ago in Humans
The Weight of Whispered Expectations
They are the whispered promises and unspoken demands that flit through our thoughts, influencing our choices, coloring our perceptions, and ultimately dictating the narrative of our lives. They are a powerful force, sometimes guiding us towards fulfillment, and often dragging us down into a mire of disappointment and self-doubt.
By - Ashleyabout a year ago in Humans
Ink and Lullabies
The chipped mug warmed Amelia’s hands, the lukewarm coffee doing little to thaw the chill that had settled deep in her bones. Outside, the pre-dawn sky was a bruised purple, the city still slumbering under a blanket of quiet. It was the only time she had, the precious few hours before her world exploded into a cacophony of sippy cups, school lunches, and temper tantrums. The only time she could truly be her. A writer.
By - Ashleyabout a year ago in Humans
The Warmth of Friendship in a Winter Storm
The wind howled a mournful tune outside, rattling the ancient windows of my apartment like a skeleton trying to breakdance. Inside, I was swaddled in a fleece blanket that resembled a giant, fuzzy caterpillar, clutching a mug of hot chocolate so intensely I was surprised the ceramic hadn't melted. Winter had arrived, and it had brought its most obnoxious friend, Arctic Blast, along for the ride.
By - Ashleyabout a year ago in Humans
Holiday Hues
The scent of pine, a whisper low, Of stories told in firelight's glow. A crackling hearth, a cozy chair, The weight of comfort hanging in the air. Outside, the world in slumber lies, Beneath a blanket of soft, starlit skies. Snowflakes dance, a silent grace, As winter weaves its magic lace.
By - Ashleyabout a year ago in Poets

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The Long Winter of the Soul

The Weight of Whispered Expectations

Ink and Lullabies

The Warmth of Friendship in a Winter Storm

Holiday Hues

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