Grace's Life Moments

I don't know if it's just me but adulting is actually so much harder than I thought it was going to be Not in a Dramatic "everything is falling apart" way. Just in a constant, everyday, low-key exhausting way that never really shuts off. I feel like no one really talks about how much of it is just being tired. Mentally, physically, emotionally... all of it. And still having to function like its normal. Some days I'm fine. I wake up, I do what I need to do, I talk to people, I

Lately, I've been asking myself a question that feels way too big for one person to hold: Where am I supposed to build my life? For a while, I thought the question was about Texas. Or California. Or Reno. Or whether I made a mistake moving. I kept trying to solve it like it was a math equation. If I pick the right state, the right city, the right job, then I'll finally feel settled. But that's not really what's underneath it. Underneath it is this quiet fear of being alone. O

Lately, I've been noticing how disconnected I've felt from myself. Not in a dramatic way-just the small moments. The days blur together, routines feel automatic, and I realized I wasn't fully present in my own life. The realization is what started everything shifting. Tomorrow, February 3rd, I turn 25. And I'll be honest-that number hit harder than I expected. There's this stigma around turning 25 that no one really warns you about. People call it a quarter-life crisis, usual