Author: Ciana

11.25.25 I’ve never cared for the holidays. They’ve always felt over commercialized and a panicked frenzy where everyone tries to engineer the perfect celebration, only to end up disappointed by travel delays, a dry turkey, a pie that missed the mark, or the inevitable family arguments. Working my steps has helped me release a lot… Read more

11.23.25 What a weekend. I can’t remember the last time I crammed this much into two days. And there’s no universe where I ever did this while I was drinking. Back then I would’ve said fuck it and stayed home, isolated, coming up with a hundred reasons not to participate in life. I picked up… Read more

11.22.25 What a fantastic Saturday. I woke up a little worried about how the GSRU planning committee meeting might go, but it ended up overflowing with new people ready to jump into service. We filled a ton of committee positions. No begging, no awkward silence, just people showing up because they want to be part… Read more

11.21.25 Today beat the hell out of me. Every little thing felt like sandpaper on my nerves, and by the time the day was over I was done with humanity. The only thing I wanted was a meeting. Just to sit in a room where I don’t have to pretend I’m fine. Sometimes just being… Read more