Chaos with Cait

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...

Time did not rush me. Time waited, like cupped hands, for me to come back to myself.

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...

Some things had to die, for me to bloom

I won’t pretend like I’m unbroken. I come with the sound of leaving still ringing in my chest, with hands that once held all the wrong...

I was a body without a compass, my breath shallow. Every dawn was a dare I didn't ask for. The dark knew my name it crawled into my bones...

I have earned silence that doesn’t ache, and peace that doesn’t demand I pay for it in pain. I deserve mornings that don’t start with...

Inhale, the world does not own me. Exhale, I begin again.

There were things I couldn’t say not because I didn’t want to but because the words felt like knives and I didn’t know if anyone would...

She’s still out there somewhere between a borrowed couch and the bottom of a bottle, telling half truths with a full mouth, swearing...

I was born in the fire. Third degree burns covered my skin before I even had the words to name the pain. I was born into dysfunction,...

I am becoming a mosaic of every cracked moment that tried to shatter me. I was born into chaos where silence meant tension, and love had...

I do not write of joy often because joy has not sat with me lately. Not the way sorrow has. Not the way silence knows my name. I have...

At first, there was only silence. The kind that settles in after something shatters not with a bang, but with a slow, grinding kind of...

Life didn’t ask. It just arrived loud, unruly, and without warning. It came with fists full of breakage and a mouthful of lessons I never...

I push people away, before they decide if I’m worth holding onto. Before they get too close, before I give them the map to all my soft...

If I could just swallow my pride, everything would be alright. The silence wouldn’t stretch so long, the nights wouldn’t hum with...

Please be patient with me. I am picking up the pieces of a story I didn’t ask to break. Some days, I hold them like glass sharp with...

There are so many things that I will never get back. There’s a handful of people I will never connect the same with. So many...