Wrote this piece for a writing group 5/4/23
R.I.P. to the chill girl era
I want to keep my eyes closed and my comfies on but my gut is on fire and there's so much to see
I see I am a good influence
Hundreds of people move more confidently
and I've still never been invited to someone's wedding as a bridesmaid
It's not that deep
I've just never had a best friend or grandparents
and my dad's been dead for ten years
and I've moved across the country twice
and it didn't make sense to form a secure attachment to someone knowing I'd just leave anyway so now I'm anxious about being left
funny how that works
I don't think I'll have bridesmaids
I'm a sneak off to the woods to elope kinda kid
I'm a "nobody gets to see the real moments" kinda influencer
I'm a quiet processor
a powerhouse personal cheerleader
an intensely intimate, goofy little chill girl burning from the inside
photography by The Weaver House for Verily Magazine