Welcome to the library
This is where all my original stories live. Browse and read what speaks to you. Thanks for being here.
Releasing One Story at a Time
I'm a 26-year-old lesbian. I came out when I was 11, which means I've essentially been in the trenches of lesbian dating for way too long. I've dated a handful of girls. Okay... more than a handful. And somehow, every single relationship felt completely different from the last. Different Dynamics, different problems, different levels of "what the hell is actually going on here?"
Some were soft. Some were toxic. Some were almost something. And some probably should've never happened in the first place. This is a collection of those stories. The good ones, the bad ones, the ones I romanticized way too hard, and the ones I should've left a lot sooner. The "we were basically in love" and "we never even defined this but it still ruined my week."
I call them our stories because, at one point, they were. They belonged to two people, shared in real time, felt in real ways. But as you read, I want to be clear; this is only one side of it. Mine. My slightly biased, occasionally dramatic, definitely self-aware retelling of events.
I changed names for privacy, obviously. I'm not trying to start a reunion tour of my past situationships.
Series of Vignettes - Non-Fiction
This is a series of vignettes I originally created for my senior thesis in college. I sat down with close friends and listened as they shared their coming out stories. Moments that were deeply personal, sometimes painful, and often transformative. I worked to capture not just what happened, but how it felt in those moments: the hesitation, the buildup, the uncertainty, and, for some, the relief that followed.
While each story is unique, shaped by different families, environments, and experiences, there are threads that tie them all together.
This collection is meant to honor both the individuality of each voice and the universality of those feelings. It’s not just about coming out—it’s about what it means to carry something so personal, and what it feels like to finally let it be known.
Our Exhales
The Space Between Us
Short Story - Fiction
It started as nothing. Just a moment on a field that lingered a little longer than it should have. A glance, a touch, something neither of us named but neither of us forgot.
What followed was quiet and unspoken, unfolding somewhere between late-night drives, shared laughter, and the kind of conversations that make you feel seen. It wasn’t supposed to become anything. But some things don’t ask for permission, they just happen.