🌑 Birthday Soak: How I Fired My Demons and Took a Bath

So, here’s the thing. Birthdays aren’t always cake, confetti, and Beyoncé-level glam. Sometimes they feel like a cosmic reminder of all the junk you’ve been dragging around—old wounds, toxic people, leftover drama clinging to your aura like that one sock in the dryer that refuses to let go. This year, I decided I wasn’t goingContinue reading “🌑 Birthday Soak: How I Fired My Demons and Took a Bath”

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