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17!Sarcastic in all the right ways. Dark humor type hilarious. Marches to her own beat quirky. Lives in her dark little ...
02/03/2026

17!

Sarcastic in all the right ways. Dark humor type hilarious. Marches to her own beat quirky. Lives in her dark little cave of a room hermit. And doesn’t give a f**k whether we understands her vibe or not. She moves through the world on her own frequency: unbothered, unimpressed, and completely uninterested in fitting in.

This is the same kid who used to line up and color code everything, who needed her world sorted and precise. Now her room looks like creative chaos and somehow she thrives in it. The little girl who fought sleep like it was a personal attack now treats it like a sacred ritual. Her evolution over 17 years has been wild.

She has always had a mind of her own. You cannot force her into a mold. If she wants something, she goes after it not because it’s acceptable, but because it’s hers. And there were seasons when I worried, when the future felt uncertain. But sitting here today, I don’t see fear, I see strength. I see resilience. I see a bright, expansive road ahead of her.

Keep carving your own path. Keep questioning everything. Keep challenging status quo and pi***ng people in the process. Keep living in your cave of darkness if that’s your vibe. Just promise me you’ll occasionally come upstairs for snacks and a hug.

Happy birthday kid. 🎈 🍰 ❤️‍🩹🎉

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Bonne Fête mon frère. Ch'taime ❤️🎈🍰🎉
01/03/2026

Bonne Fête mon frère. Ch'taime ❤️🎈🍰🎉

👇🏻❤️‍🩹 ❤️
28/02/2026

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I know how loud rumors feel. I know how heavy it is when things are said about you that don’t line up with who you are. ...
28/02/2026

I know how loud rumors feel. I know how heavy it is when things are said about you that don’t line up with who you are. Makes you wanna defend yourself to everyone. To over explain. To prove. To clear your name. But integrity doesn’t scream. It exists quietly.

My advice? Keep showing up. Keep being honest. Keep being the same person in private that you are in public. Keep your hands clean and your heart steady. You don’t have to chase every lie down. You don’t have to convince people who are committed to misunderstanding you.

Character plays the long game. Over time, patterns speak louder than gossip. Consistency speaks louder than smear campaigns. The people who know you, they know your heart. So keep doing you. Keep living with integrity and keep choosing honesty. Your people see you. They feel you. They know. Those who know, matter.

Those who don’t know? Those who judge? Those who gossip? Those who smear your name?

They can f**k right off. ✌🏻❤️‍🩹

I'm crying!Grade 11. Scrubs. Hospital badge. Big-ass smile. Thanks to Monsieur Jazz for capturing this unicorn sighting....
27/02/2026

I'm crying!

Grade 11. Scrubs. Hospital badge. Big-ass smile. Thanks to Monsieur Jazz for capturing this unicorn sighting. She looks so happy. So grown up. I'm so f**king proud y'all.

I know how far she’s come. I know the work she’s put in. I know the hard days. I know the pushing through when it's easier to hide. I know the courage it takes for her to show up in spaces that stretch her. And there she is. Showing up. With a big ass smile!

She’s gonna hate this post. Normally I’d respect that. Today? I don’t care. The world needs to know how amazing this kid is. How hard she’s worked. How much she’s grown. How bright she shines without even knowing it.

She's turning 17 Monday. And if this is what 17 looks like, I can’t wait to see what’s next. Go get it, kid. I’m always in your corner. Forever your biggest cheerleader. ❤️‍🩹🌟🫶🏻🙌🏻

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Haters be taking notes. 📝   🌟
27/02/2026

Haters be taking notes. 📝

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All of it. Even the small, quiet, barely noticeable shifts.  ❤️‍🩹     ❤️
27/02/2026

All of it. Even the small, quiet, barely noticeable shifts. ❤️‍🩹

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When a loving and involved parent slowly gets access and rights stripped away for absolutely no reason other than the co...
26/02/2026

When a loving and involved parent slowly gets access and rights stripped away for absolutely no reason other than the coparents hatred of them and/or their spouse and their own unresolved traumas. Let's talk about it.

Sometimes a loving parent steps back not because they don’t love their child, but because every interaction over the years have turned into psychological warfare. Messages go unanswered. Calls get blocked. Information isn't shared. Plans get changed. Every attempt at communication becomes conflict and weaponized. Anything you do or say is used against you. So the only thing left to do to protect your child is disengage from the chaos.

And that's when the narrative gets rewritten: They didn’t show up. They don’t try. They don’t care.

What doesn’t get mentioned is the denied access over the years, the hostility, the inconsistenticies, the lack of communication, the constant moving of the goalposts. They create an environment that’s impossible to safely enter, then use self protection as proof of abandonment. That’s cohercive control.

Then comes the slow burn. Small comments. Subtle digs. Seeds planted over years. Not one dramatic lie just repetition, tone, suggestion. As the child grows, they start forming conclusions from a story that was quietly constructed for them. Until one day they decide they need distance. They don’t want contact. They believe the narrative. And the targeted parent is left watching their child see them through a distorted lens, unable to defend themselves without reinforcing the script.

And here’s the part people don’t talk about: sometimes the parent who interferes is carrying their own unhealed abandonment wounds. Maybe they experienced rejection, instability, or attachment traumas growing up. Maybe the idea of sharing their child activates something primal in them. Projecting your unresolved abandonment issues onto your child and turning them into your emotional security blanket is abuse.

It’s grief without a funeral. Loss without death. It's loving your child fiercely while being erased in real time.

If this is you, reach out. Here for all of it. ❤️‍🩹

Pause.Tune in.Observe.Listen.Feel.Notice.❤️‍🩹
26/02/2026

Pause.
Tune in.
Observe.
Listen.
Feel.
Notice.
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Today I’m wearing pink. 💕Because Pink Shirt Day is about all of us. Because words can bruise. Because silence can isolat...
25/02/2026

Today I’m wearing pink. 💕

Because Pink Shirt Day is about all of us. Because words can bruise. Because silence can isolate. Because bullying isn't just what happens in school hallways. Wearing pink today is my small, visible way of saying: I chose kindness. I don’t participate in tearing others down. I chose integrity. I don’t bond over gossip.

We don’t know what people are carrying.
We don’t know the battles happening.

Be kind. Always. ❤️‍🩹

We spend so much time waiting for the other shoe to drop. We call it being realistic. We call it being prepared. We say ...
24/02/2026

We spend so much time waiting for the other shoe to drop. We call it being realistic. We call it being prepared. We say we just don’t want to get our hopes up.

Honestly tho? Often it’s just fear. It’s old stuff. It’s the part of us that learned somewhere along the way that disappointment hurts less if you see it coming. Constantly expecting the worst is often protection and sometimes that protection is outdated. I’m not telling you to bypass reality or pretend everything is sunshine. I’m saying find balance.

If your brain insists on running scenarios, at least give the good ones a seat at the table too. ❤️‍🩹

Watching everyone suddenly act shocked about the Epstein files feels like déjà vu in the worst way. NOW it’s outrage. NO...
23/02/2026

Watching everyone suddenly act shocked about the Epstein files feels like déjà vu in the worst way. NOW it’s outrage. NOW it’s disgust. NOW it’s “how could this happen?” Meanwhile, survivors have been speaking up for years and been mostly dismissed and ignored. Makes me sick.

Being "revolted" now when you rolled your eyes when someone in your own life has tried to tell you what happened to them? Talk about double standard. As a society, we don’t get to be loud about a public scandal but quiet when it’s our friend, sister, child, client, coworker.

Survivors are watching this play out. They see who only cares when it’s sensational. They see who only believes abuse when it’s attached to power and headlines. If you care, then care all the time. Care when it’s messy. Care when it’s inconvenient. Care when it’s someone you know and it threatens your comfort.

Abuse isn’t just abuse when it's news worthy or trending.❤️‍🩹

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