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Dear Diary… but make it digital.
These entries are my little confessions, random notes, raw feelings, and sparks of thought—the ones I don’t always polish, just the ones I need to put somewhere. Basically, you’re snooping… legally. This is more Bria: my fun, outfits, obsessions and everything in between.
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My Entries
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06/15/26
dear diary,
one of my favvv accounts on instagram: @ / revivalofthefittest.tv. that’s it that’s the post.
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6/15/26
dear diary,
OKAYYY sooo ive been talking about doing this forever and idk why i have yet to begun, maybe yall will before i start. i want to reread all the books i loved as a girl. when i say i was OBSESSED w reading i meant it. i’m talking magic tree house, babysitters club, the tale of despereaux. the literature that made me fall in love with words, no matter how small they may seem now. maybe i’ll get my reading oomph back. maybe give me some much needed whimsy.
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06/15/26
dear diary,
i feel like i’m in such a weird lil funk. maybe funk isn’t the word. i feel like as humans we go through so many deaths and rebirths in our lives. if we went with that ideal, one can bring in the idea of limbo. that in between space. i’ve written about it numerous times because i found myself in that space a lot. caught somewhere between who i was and who i wanna be; however, i forget the fact that even in that in between space i still am something. who i am now. it’s weird bc that feels like a lil “funk” for me. it’s upset how so too. as if the current essence of my being isn’t enough for me. it leads me to wonder if i’ll ever be enough for me. i never sit and bask in the beauty of this current version of me. i long for who i wanna be and miss who i was as if im not a mosaic of it already. again ive written about it, again and again. when am i going to grasp it?? I DUNNO! what i do know is im going go eat this burger hot off the grill. TALK TO YA LATA!!
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06/09/26
dear diary,
it’s 10:33 i’m watching a movie right now. twinless. i don’t watch movies much anymore. this one ive been wanting to watch for a while. i’m glad i allowed myself the space to just relax, without having a list of to do’s in the back of my mind. i’m not outside. i’m at home. enjoying slimple company. it’s small wins in times when my inner self doesn’t feel 100% that pull my inward in more positive ways and remind me of life’s simple joys. OH, also, i just watched a bear for about five mins eat and rummage through the trash. that was cool. he was cute. NIGHT❤️🔥
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dear diary,
up by 6 today. from six to eight it was just getting everyone ready — breakfast, lunches, a little chaos before the calm. dropped the girls off and came home. did my morning routine, made alaska breakfast, got her ready, then had to bring my dad to work. on the way back i played my mcdonald’s monopoly game (i’m actually winning so good rn lol).
the rest of the morning was quiet and slow — face mask, journaling, bible study, setting up my planner for the month. i got alaska’s lesson ready, and by 11:30 we started school. we did a walk together, had lunch, then both took a nap (1pm naps hit different ).
picked up the girls, went on a little facebook marketplace adventure, came home and just played, laughed, existed. my parents got home, we had dinner and family time.
after the girls went down, i brought myself flowers and made little flower boutiques with upcycled wine bottles. i visited bella for a bit, came home, and ended the night working on 224 — feeling tired, but grateful.
these days are full — constant, structured, beautiful. a mix of chaos and grace. and honestly, i wouldn’t trade it.
love,
bria ♡
