Ranting and Relieving

The People Who Stayed | Season Finale

Send us Fan Mail [https://www.buzzsprout.com/1137683/fan_mail/new] In the finale of Ranting and Relieving Season 2, I bring together the people who witnessed my last five years in the US in real time — the ones who saw me build, break, heal, and bloom again. From H&S, who gave a homeless and terrified me a home, to the friends who became family through midnight breakdowns, chaotic memories, shared meals, hard truths, and unconditional love — this episode is a celebration of every person who stayed when life got difficult. For the first time, you’ll hear their voices, their perspectives, their memories of me, and the love they poured into my life when I struggled to see my own worth. This finale is laughter, tears, warmth, healing, and the reminder that maybe love isn’t rare after all — maybe it simply exists in more forms than we realize. It’s about chosen family. About rebuilding yourself after heartbreak. About finding home in people. About becoming the person your younger self would be proud of. And most importantly— it’s about choosing to keep loving life despite everything. So if you’ve ever felt alone, lost, heartbroken, or far away from home… this episode is your reminder that there is still love around you. Sometimes, an entire village worth of it. 🤍 Season 2 may be ending… but this is only a pause, not a goodbye. Instagram- @thescribbledsolace Inquiries- info.scribbledsolace@gmail.com

Coming Home to Myself

Send us Fan Mail [https://www.buzzsprout.com/1137683/fan_mail/new] After heartbreak, questions, and losing myself in the process…  this episode is about what happens when you finally come back home—to yourself. From nights filled with tears and “why me?” to moments of unexpected strength, I take you through the turning point of my healing journey. The love from my family, my friends, and even the unseen forces I still believe in… reminded me of something I had forgotten— I was never unworthy, I was just knocking on the wrong door. This episode is not about the person who left. It’s about the people who stayed. The ones who loved me without asking, without conditions, without pause. It’s about realizing that I was never too much… I was just at the wrong door. It's about reclaiming your power. About choosing self-worth over self-doubt. About realizing that love isn’t something you chase—it’s something that meets you when you’re whole. And while I may still be searching for my person, I’m no longer searching for validation. Because this time… I chose me. 🤍 Instagram- @thescribbledsolace Inquiries- info.scribbledsolace@gmail.com

I Was Never Too Much

Send us Fan Mail [https://www.buzzsprout.com/1137683/fan_mail/new] I thought I had found my forever.  I was wrong. The same man who once promised me a lifetime…  couldn’t stay for a moment when I needed him the most. From deep love, shared dreams, and plans for marriage —  to distance, avoidance, and a silence that said everything words couldn’t. This episode dives into the reality no one talks about:  what happens when love fades on one side,  when effort disappears,  and when you’re left fighting alone for something that once felt so real. Through anxiety, heartbreak, and unanswered questions,  I had to face the hardest truth — ✨ You can’t build a forever with someone  who won’t even stay through your storms. ✨ This is not just a breakup story.  This is about self-respect, healing, and choosing yourself  when someone else fails to. If you’ve ever loved deeply and lost yourself in the process…  this episode will hit home. 🤍 Instagram- @thescribbledsolace Inquiries- info.scribbledsolace@gmail.com

Have I found my forever?

Send us Fan Mail [https://www.buzzsprout.com/1137683/fan_mail/new] What happens when  “I’ve got it, don’t worry” meets “But who’s got you?”  “I never depend on anyone” meets “You can depend on me.”  “I hate being a burden” meets “You’re my priority.” And then… an elder daughter meets that kind of man. After years of heartbreak, quiet battles, and learning how to find myself again, I finally gathered the courage to let someone in. And then he happened. Not the usual kind. Not the ones I had met before. This felt different — softer, intentional, almost… meant to be. Conversations that flowed across time zones, stories exchanged without hesitation, a connection that didn’t feel forced — it just existed. For the first time in years, it wasn’t just me trying. For the first time in years, I felt seen, heard, and chosen. And somewhere between all of it, I started to believe… maybe this is my person. But sometimes, even the most beautiful beginnings carry shifts you don’t notice at first —  only feel. In this episode, I take you through the start of a love story that felt like everything I had once prayed for… and how, quietly, something began to change. To be continued… 🤍 Instagram- @thescribbledsolace Inquiries- info.scribbledsolace@gmail.com

Foolishes in NYC

Send us Fan Mail [https://www.buzzsprout.com/1137683/fan_mail/new] After an unplanned (but very needed) mid-season break… I’m back. And on this fine April 1st, I present to you:  ✨ the fools I dated in NYC ✨ But before we get into the chaos — this took courage. Years of it. Years of tears, healing, and pulling myself out of a space where I didn’t even recognize who I was… to finally feeling ready to let someone in again. And then? NYC dating happened. Catfishing. Audacity. Red flags dressed as personality traits.  Men who wanted everything but commitment.  And me… just trying to find something real in all of it. Some stories are funny (now), some were terrifying (then), and most left me questioning — is this really what dating has become? But through every bad date, almost-trauma, and “I’m done with this” moment — my friends, my faith, and a tiny, stubborn part of me refused to give up on love. So here it is — raw, chaotic, slightly unhinged, and very honest. And just when I thought I had cracked the code…  I might have met someone. Or did I? Next episode: “Have I found my forever?” 🤍 Instagram- @thescribbledsolace Inquiries- info.scribbledsolace@gmail.com