Chaos with Cait

She never spoke in straight lines, her truths were constellations, only visible if you stayed long enough in the dark.

My joy didn’t ask for permission, it spun me in circles until I forgot how to stay still.

She is not a body, but a tide; pulling and spilling, full of moons. A name stretched over bone like wet silk, she is the ash and the...

I used to swallow silence just to keep the peace. I have bent my spine to fit into rooms that never made space for me. I thought kindness...

I dropped my shield, not because I lost, but because I no longer needed it to win.

They told me nothing good could grow here, not from this kind of soil, not after that kind of storm. But they didn’t know how often I’ve...

I used to ask the world if it was okay to smile. I would ask If it was safe to laugh out loud, to dance when no one else was moving. I...

I am learning to be brave, not loud, but honest. I am learning to trust myself, even when doubt whispers louder than truth. I’m learning...

I am not what broke me. I am what rose after. No phoenix, just flesh, stitched and stubborn, burning forward. I speak in sparks now. I...

There was a version of me that didn’t survive the one who whispered “I’m fine” while quietly bleeding. I shattered quietly beneath the...

I didn’t bloom when they said I would. I didn’t rise in the spring or follow the sun like I should. I cracked open in the cold, roots...