HeyJaredYou Don't Seem Like a Crier
personal musings about the culture, life, love, Black womanhood, and whatever else comes to mind. you may even cry with me
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the truth about how i'm coping with diet culture and softmaxxing in 2026 (opens the original)
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Content warning: disordered eating & body imageI don’t have anything poetic or inspiring to write about body neutrality during a time of extreme body negativity, because repulsion begets passivity. It’s easy to withdraw or bow out when it comes to things that disgust us. And in my case, I’m repelled by our return to the aughts and the thinly veiled pro-ana content that crowds my feed (no matter how many times I press “not for me”). But perhaps that’s an overstatement and I shouldn’t put words in
i cut her off, and it still didn’t fix me. (opens the original)
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Random updates: Hey y’all~ It’s been two years (and a few weeks!) since I started You Don’t Seem Like a Crier. I’m shocked because usually I don’t stick to things if there hasn’t been immediate results (my biggest toxic trait). Even now, I wouldn’t say I’ve reached where I want to be, but I’m always grateful for the support. Lately I’ve been thinking of migrating elsewhere…but I’m not sure what that will look like yet. So I’m still here for now. The past few months / years I’ve been ruminating o
grieving and loving on my birthday (opens the original)
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Losing my grandmother days before my birthday confirmed for me that I’m not as emotionally resilient numb as I thought. Before we received the news of her passing, I went back and forth on the idea of celebrating my birthday with friends. I didn’t understand the point. My anxieties about my birthday feel minuscule compared to the grief that I’m dealing with now, but it’s important to still acknowledge my feelings. My therapist says everything is connected – the grief, the joy, the love – they’re
panic attacked at the disco (opens the original)
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I hate the resurgence of my panic attacks for a lot of reasons but especially because it serves as a grave reminder: I am going to die one day. There is nothing I can do about it. Death, like life, will arrive, unexpectedly. Less miraculous, more solemn than its counterpart, death promises a propulsion towards clarity. It is sobering. I can’t write my way out of it, and I don’t intend on avoiding it. I don’t fear the reality of death itself as much as I fear a violent death, which is all I can t
how does it feel to let people love you? (opens the original)
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Amazing. No notes. 10/10 recommend.Or at least, that’s what I initially said when my therapist asked me “how does it feel to let people love you?” It was an instinctual response on my end, akin to saying “I’m fine” when people ask “how are you?” even when ‘fine’ is far from the case. I could’ve left it there, but I don’t believe in wasting my $50 per session copay. I had to tell her the truth. It’s hard being in a season of love after negotiating with people’s disinterest and inconsistency.I’m n
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