Author: soberqueerdiaries
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poetry she wrote me
You never know who’s life you’re impacting. It’s extremely neat when someone lets you know how you’ve altered their path with something you’ve said or done. Chances are too, a lot of the time you’ll never know. A few weeks ago, a friend I’ve kept up with through digital methods and an occasional card or…
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SQD ~ 2026
SQD was born in 2025, and will be carrying over into 2026!! I don’t care if I have writer’s block, damnit, I’m not giving up on you! But really, I just feel fresh out of words and don’t really understand why nothing is flowing from my fingertips. I have heard that this happens to writers…
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Girl, Uninspired?
It’s been a minute, I miss you. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about you, I have. It’s just been difficult to write you lately. I have updates but none of them feel worthy or interesting enough. My ‘love life’ took a steep shift lately for the better – as you know, my brain…
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Instilling Rituals for a better Life
The best place for me to be is close to the divine. When I feel otherworldly and “in my spiritual bag” as my best friend and I call it, I feel truly embodied. I get to experience mysticism on a daily basis, but it isn’t always an intentional, slow and smooth connection. For example, sometimes…
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Queer Friendships
I think part of the reason Wicked makes myself and other (specifically queer) women tick is because of the intentional choice of how Elphaba and Glinda’s relationship is portrayed. It’s clear (and confirmed) that “Gelphie” goes beyond friendship, despite their official label being friends. So many queer women, including myself, can relate to this dynamic.…
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Spell!
Late Fall spell consisting of dried rose, bark, and a gifted stone in abalone. My intention for this spell: Guidance down a deeper path into my spirituality in ways that transform me and help me discover new depths of truth ☾
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Elevator Pitch
Here is the ‘elevator pitch’ (as they called it) or introduction I would have given about myself in undergrad, if I was currently a student. Imagine me standing in front of a college class, shaking of course because I am extremely stage fright, but mustering up the courage to say all of this. Think of…
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Strangers
if i could be just one tiny neural pathway in someone’s brain the shortest blip, but regardless recorded in the mind as proof or disproof that kindness still exists let me smile at a stranger let me wave warmly at the child peeking over let me hold eye contact with the older man, clearly anxious…
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Simple pleasures that get increasingly less simple
cold coffees cooking at home sleeping next to your cat a text from your best friend – the ability to drive movement for-fun purchases music – discovering and learning new things meeting a new person and instantly knowing you’ll be close sharing a meal with someone smiling at strangers – finding a good career fit…
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the quest for greener grass
There it is, matey! Straight ahead — the greenest grass I have ever seen. Since I was young, I, like many other explorers, have been on a quest: an expedition if you will — ISO the greenest grass in the world. I’ve seen many types of grass, interestingly a lot of them are greener once…