This one feels like a confession. A talk-to-you-as-if-you-are-my-diary moment. I share some things I usually avoid saying aloud. The thoughts, the ache, along w/ the tiny joys. I share TV and movies recs and the power of music in my life... that it can lift me, break me open, or breathe life back into me.

And I tell the truth:
I AM FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE.

Not in a dramatic way, but in a choosing-myself kind of way. In a I-could-have-crawled-into-bed-but-I-showed-up-here-instead kind of way. In a I-am-recording-this-episode because the old me would have quit, hidden, or shut down… but this version of me refuses to disappear.

This is diary-style, heart-wide-open, no-pretense MelindaDawn.
A moment of me holding space for myself in real time.

If you have ever fought to keep going, to keep creating, to keep showing up when everything in you wanted to retreat, this one is for you.