spending my morning hanging out with with the stripiest little guy
megan
@writemeganwrite.bsky.social
• lover of words • storyteller • reads a lot • writes a lot • hikes a lot • really just a girl from texas with a lot of thoughts • forever writing about hope + recovery + stuff •
I’m determined to get back to cookie Sunday (maybe this weekend??) bc it’s been a minute, but I did make almond butter cookies for a thing last night
struggling with an eating disorder or anxiety or depression or addiction or suicidal ideation or self-harm or chronic pain or or or is not a moral or spiritual failing. it’s not, it’s not, it’s not.
Get you a guy who talks you down from abandoning a writing project in the middle of the night. (Niche, maybe, but a v important thing over here)
If you’re in eating disorder recovery & what you’re seeing in the media is triggering— This is a reminder that it’s okay to look away, to mute, to unfollow. To take a break. To take a breath. And also: recovery is possible. It is, it is, I swear it is. It is not too late.
if someone shares their own eating disorder struggle with you & your impulse is to respond with “I wish I had a ‘little bit of anorexia’”or “I’m kinda jealous lol”— just don’t. for the love.
Join me in the @nycmidnight.bsky.social Two-Story Writing Challenge on July 30th! Learn more at nycmidnight.com/two-story Back at it. LFG.
Two-Story Writing Challenge — nycmidnight
The Two-Story Writing Challenge is an international creative writing competition that challenges participants to create two original short stories in 72 hours.
nycmidnight.com
I was trying to get a pic of us holding hands, but someone got distracted. …I get it, I can’t stop looking at it either. ❤️
I used to really, realllllly cringe at the word “wifey.” And then Glenn called me that & suddenly everything made sense.
I mean, okay fine, I guess. If you see this, quote post a pic of you in glasses.
Ugh, fine. I’ll play too. If you see this, quote post a pic of you in glasses.
Hey, psst— it’s not too late. For the dream, for the love, for the second chance (or third, or fourth or, or, or), for the something different, for the choice, for the change, for recovery. It is not too late.
sometimes you just need to make your fiancé a double-decker grilled gouda-&-mild-cheddar-&-colby-jack-&-swiss cheese sandwich on a saturday afternoon
hi, hello, good morning— your crow’s feet & smile lines are beautiful
I’m trying to not be insufferable about this, I really am. But y’all. I am obsessed with my man & my ring & my good little life. Sorry not sorry. 😭
🎶My whole heart will be yours forever This is a beautiful start to a lifelong love letter
“They’re moving in herds. They do move in herds.” —Dr. Alan Grant, Jurassic Park 💔
I’m trying to not be insufferable about this, I really am. But y’all. I am obsessed with my man & my ring & my good little life. Sorry not sorry. 😭
🎶My whole heart will be yours forever This is a beautiful start to a lifelong love letter
🎶My whole heart will be yours forever This is a beautiful start to a lifelong love letter
Happy Gotcha Day to my guys! Please enjoy this photo of @drdoylesays.bsky.social telling Lennon McCartney the story of the day they first met. What a year it has been. ❤️
the guy at the drive thru said “drive safe” and I said “you too” because I thought he was gonna say “have a nice day” so I just—
just in case you needed this little encouragement today:
"I'm not used to people sticking around when things go bad." —Jyn Erso, Rogue One This line has always made me teary, but somehow even more so now. @drdoylesays.bsky.social thanks for sticking around through all of it. ❤️
“If we can make it to the ground, we'll take the next chance. And the next. On and on until we win— or the chances are spent.” (file under “media quotes that have been game changers for me in recovery & live on my mirror where I can see them every day”)
Hi, it’s Sunday— tell me a thing you like. I’ll go first: I like the sky— always right outside the door, huge & ever-changing & wondrous. May I never forget to look up.