Last Week, My Life Imploded (Soft Girl Edition)

What falling apart looked like, and how I held myself through it.

Jul 07, 2025

Last week, the following happened in my personal life:

My grandma died.
I learned I had to move ASAP.
I got super emotionally overwhelmed and had to ask my almost-boyfriend for some space.
I experienced conflict with an important person in my life.
I cried in front of all of my friends. Several times.
Everyone came together to help me figure my mess out.
I had a wine and cheese girl’s night.
I spent the day at my friend’s farm with her dogs, horses, cat, and various plants.
And even though I agreed to start these daily pages two weeks ago, I wrote (nearly) every day.
I found a house to rent. By myself! And found cheap necessities to fill it.
Organized an entire team to help me move this weekend.
Felt super weak and at the same time, incredibly supported by my loved ones.

An emotional rollercoaster. Everyday, it felt I woke up to a new crisis. Luckily, this weekend was calm and I got to rest, unplug, and reconnect.

Now, I’m back in my new office for the second day and my plans are to write, write, write. Hopefully, with better results that before.

Glows, Grows, Gratitude

Glows: I asked for help, shared my feelings with my friends, and accepted their help gracefully.

Grows: I avoided someone who hurt my feelings instead of talking to them straight up.

Gratitude: My friends, my cat, myself, my money, my new home, my new office, all this change.

Daily Tarot Pull

Question: What do I need to know today?
Cards: The High Priestess, Eight of Pentacles, Four of Cups
Analysis:

A lot of what I’m going through is out of my hands. It’s not my job to control or fix any of it. Rather, all I’m meant to do is accept the cards being dealt to me and use them the best I can. I have every right to continue being sad and stressed out, but truly, that doesn’t help me in any way whatsoever.

It’s time to stop moping and start accepting.

The Lesson I’m Learning

Patience.

I’ve had so many new beginnings all at once, and everything is in that beginning stage. Bare, simple, basic. This part is frustrating. There is so much room for me to grow, decorate, and evolve, but I keep focusing on how bare every space of my life is.

All that I had a week ago has been stripped down to its basics. I still have everything I need to survive, and I trust that I’m on the right path for my greater growth, but man, it’d be nice if things were a little further along already.

Then again, there’s nothing wrong with a home that just has the basics. Maybe I’ll pull a little trick on myself and pretend I’m just in a super extreme minimalism kick.