Kaitlyn Cane
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Mostly taboo topics. If we can't talk about the hard stuff then why talk at all. Sharing difficult parts of life with others is how we connect and feel. So let's feel.
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No Time for Grief. Top Story - November 2024.
There are so many devastated individuals today. Understandably so. If you are one of the many celebrating the victory of our new president, congratulations. You are some of the few who have the privilege of not needing to worry about your rights being taken away. Good for you. Please remember to show some sympathy for those who are less than ideal today.
By Kaitlyn Caneabout a year ago in Humans
A letter to my younger self. Content Warning.
Dear me, Its me, you. I just wanted to write you and say that I love you. I know it's been a while since you heard it. And I am so proud of you. I know you are doing the best you can right now with what you got. You are so strong. I know you feel like the world is caving in around you and that there is no light at the end of the tunnel. I know you feel like there is no place for you on this plane of existence and that the world would be a better place without you in it. But I am here to tell you that that is just not true.
By Kaitlyn Cane2 years ago in Journal
A letter to my younger self. Content Warning.
Dear me, Its me, you. I just wanted to write you and say that I love you. I know it's been a while since you heard it. And I am so proud of you. I know you are doing the best you can right now with what you got. You are so strong. I know you feel like the world is caving in around you and that there is no light at the end of the tunnel. I know you feel like there is no place for you on this plane of existence and that the world would be a better place without you in it. But I am here to tell you that that is just not true.
By Kaitlyn Cane2 years ago in Poets
Why am I This Way?
Have you ever felt like you were doing everything right and it's still not enough? I exercise, I eat right (for the most part), I have jobs, I read, I write, I have a few friends, I'm in a healthy romantic relationship, I'm trying to get into school... Why am I still unfulfilled? Why does my anxiety tell me I have to be doing something at all times to be productive but, my depression tells me that life isn't worth living and to just lay in bed all day? I can't be the only person that feels like this. Right?
By Kaitlyn Cane3 years ago in Confessions
