it’s been a month

It’s been a month.

A month since I started this.
A month since I followed the tug to build something vulnerable.
Something real.

I started with passion.
(Aries things. Probably ADHD things, too.)

And then I burned out.
(Over-extender things. Maybe autistic things. Also just… human things.)

I’ve been learning where the middle is.

I’m not sure I’ve found it.
But I’m back.
One word at a time.
One sentence.
Or fragmented sentence.
(It’s more fun to write like poetry, anyway.)

I’ll write more.
I’m so proud of what I’ve built.

The bones are good.

Now comes the sacred part:

Learning to sustain.
To build.
To grow.

Without burning myself to the ground.

If you feel this — I’m in the trenches with you.
If you have tips — I’m listening.
If you feel alone — you’ve come to the right place.

Until next time, my friends.
xo, Love Isla