Valerie! I wish you wrote a book or something I don’t ever have to stop reading because I love reading everything you write. You’ve the power to transport someone into a different world with your words! This was no exception! 🩵
“somewhere mid-July I woke up to him having posted the pictures I took of him on our trip. No mention of me anywhere. My face wasn’t in there. I wasn’t worthy of a text or a call — but hey, at least my photos were good enough for a carousel.” This is so fucked up… I’m sorry this happened to you but I’m happy that he’s out of your life now 🙏🏼
Your writing is inspired, Valerie. I just discovered your Substack and read 5 or so posts. Your writing has a wonderful (and IMO rather unique) way of making me experience novel cocktails of emotions. It’s like you’re using some sort of special hidden SQL injection to directly modulate my feelings because how can /mere/ strings of words do this?
This is definitely a sign of acute parasocial feelings (I suppose take it as another compliment to your writing’s ability to evoke strong feelings of empathy), but it sounds like you’ve had some tough experiences, and I want to extend my undoubtedly meaningless random commenter support. What does that support include? Uhhh,shit, I guess not much :) just some kind words and an intent to read what you want to say haha.
Also, the thumbnails (is that what they’re called?) for your blog posts are incredible and make me want to find that meme account you run.
im convinced even miles away we're in sync summer is the worst for me. always has been. but I appreciate the growth and stillness it gives me for autumn. just the other day I dug into the hollows of my brain to find things to be grateful for. also to note my beautiful roommate turned sister for life is Russian and it makes me love you even more. and her mom is even sweeter I remember coming home from a D.A at 2pm and she called her mom to get me in trouble but she told me this is what women are supposed to do. It amazes me how people are still letting propaganda spoon feed them as if our country is any better. thank you for your transparency you never fail to make people feel seen.
I came across your post on the substack timeline and what a beautiful read! This is very true, although I tend to say that I love Summer, I think I love the *idea* of Summer, because reality is actually pretty shitty most of the times. It made me think about the "Summer depression" concept, which speaks about the FOMO one feels when it looks like everyone else is living the Best Summer Ever and you're just... there...
Amazing post, great writing! I'm going to explore the rest of your substack for sure <33
Nothing to be embarrassed about. I am constantly seeking freezing cold - snowfall is my idea of spring 🤭 Would love to meet you if you ever find yourself in Texas 🫰🏻
Valerie! I wish you wrote a book or something I don’t ever have to stop reading because I love reading everything you write. You’ve the power to transport someone into a different world with your words! This was no exception! 🩵
Reet, thank you for your continuous kindness <3 you’re an angel i appreciate you beyond words
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"I sneak my way into happiness by practicing being content with the littlest of things."
What a beautifiul, heartbreaking sentence. Reading this, I realise I do the same.
thank you 🤍
“somewhere mid-July I woke up to him having posted the pictures I took of him on our trip. No mention of me anywhere. My face wasn’t in there. I wasn’t worthy of a text or a call — but hey, at least my photos were good enough for a carousel.” This is so fucked up… I’m sorry this happened to you but I’m happy that he’s out of your life now 🙏🏼
thank you ❤️ it’s one of the very few things i haven’t been able to get over haha
this was such a gorgeous, well written and excellent piece,, thank you for sharing this!!
whitney! you’re so sweet, thank you so much <3
Your writing is inspired, Valerie. I just discovered your Substack and read 5 or so posts. Your writing has a wonderful (and IMO rather unique) way of making me experience novel cocktails of emotions. It’s like you’re using some sort of special hidden SQL injection to directly modulate my feelings because how can /mere/ strings of words do this?
This is definitely a sign of acute parasocial feelings (I suppose take it as another compliment to your writing’s ability to evoke strong feelings of empathy), but it sounds like you’ve had some tough experiences, and I want to extend my undoubtedly meaningless random commenter support. What does that support include? Uhhh,shit, I guess not much :) just some kind words and an intent to read what you want to say haha.
Also, the thumbnails (is that what they’re called?) for your blog posts are incredible and make me want to find that meme account you run.
thank you so so much for this beautiful comment ❤️ your words mean so much to me!
im convinced even miles away we're in sync summer is the worst for me. always has been. but I appreciate the growth and stillness it gives me for autumn. just the other day I dug into the hollows of my brain to find things to be grateful for. also to note my beautiful roommate turned sister for life is Russian and it makes me love you even more. and her mom is even sweeter I remember coming home from a D.A at 2pm and she called her mom to get me in trouble but she told me this is what women are supposed to do. It amazes me how people are still letting propaganda spoon feed them as if our country is any better. thank you for your transparency you never fail to make people feel seen.
i just love you so much 🤍
aw i love u more so honored 🌹
Beautiful (and resonant) last paragraph! loved this
thank you! ❤️
this was amazing
thank you Sara 🤍
I came across your post on the substack timeline and what a beautiful read! This is very true, although I tend to say that I love Summer, I think I love the *idea* of Summer, because reality is actually pretty shitty most of the times. It made me think about the "Summer depression" concept, which speaks about the FOMO one feels when it looks like everyone else is living the Best Summer Ever and you're just... there...
Amazing post, great writing! I'm going to explore the rest of your substack for sure <33
Rafaela, thank you so much ❤️
a loving cheers to you and all my fellow reverse seasonal depression havers <3
Love this. I have shit Christmases and wonderful Easters. Hard relate.
10000% same here :) thank you!!
the line about him vandalising your devotion is so amazing. and also, less seriously, so is the baguette knife line. love 💗
Thank you! ❤️
Valerie, you had me at “I don’t do well in temperatures above 77”. I live in Texas (USA) and my life is perpetually at 95 or over 😭
😭 i’m too northern it’s embarrassing really. i do still want to visit texas!
Nothing to be embarrassed about. I am constantly seeking freezing cold - snowfall is my idea of spring 🤭 Would love to meet you if you ever find yourself in Texas 🫰🏻
your writing is so beautiful, and i rlly enjoyed reading all of it <3 sending you an air hug
thank you so much myra!
ты же читаешь мои мысли. ненавижу этот месяц, но август скоро будет во дворе <3
наконец-то подписала на этот substack, ты постоянно в my notes feed пхахаха
я очень рада!!!! ждем августа :)
i love love lovedddd reading this
thank you sama ❤️