✨ I Write Between Shifts, Healing, and Controlled Chaos ✨
Hi. I'm Haleigh.
Writer. Community-builder. Server assistant. Professional "I'll figure it out somehow" person. 💛
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📖 The Silent Thread - Complete
Started as a college mystery. Turned into a love story wrapped in grief, secrets, and the kind of darkness you don't notice until you're already inside it. I wrote it while surviving. It shows.
📖 The Fractured Thread - Book Two
This is what happens after the truth. After the fallout. After everyone expects healing to be neat and linear, it's heavier, sharper, and a little unkind - because some fractures don't want to be fixed.
🌙 The Weight We Carry
Poetry for the burnt out, the rebuilding, and the people holding too much with no instruction manual. Written in the margins of real life.
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Right now, my life is a lot.
I'm running a donation-based community closet, working as a server assistant (yes, the chaos, the noise, the rolls), and going back to school for social work because caring without systems burns people alive.
I write between shifts, during donation sorting, in late-night spirals, and in moments when I remember why I started any of this in the first place. My stories are changing because I am - rougher around the edges, softer where it matters, and allergic to pretending everything is fine.
If you're here: thank you. Truly.
Every read, vote, and message is proof that words still matter - that stories can hold us when nothing else does.
Welcome to the chaos. 💫
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- EntrouNovember 7, 2023
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I posted a new poem It’s called “Side Quests Still Count.” ️Short version:Yes, I graduated Yes, I’m going back to school Yes, it’s an associate’s after a bachelor’sNo, I’m not confused This po...Ver todas as conversas
Histórias de Haleigh
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The Weight We Carry
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Every heart holds a story, and every story leaves a weight behind.
The Weight We Carry is a living collection...
The Fractured Thread: Some fractur...
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Freshman year left scars that Hillcrest University refuses to acknowledge, leaving a shadow of secrets that b...
The Silent Thread
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Caitlin thought college would mean late-night study sessions and new friendships-not death certificates hidde...