Yes, I disappeared. Ghosted. Left this blog floating around the internet like an abandoned online shopping cart from Missguided or Pretty Little Thing.

And honestly? At the time, I just didn’t have the energy to push it anymore.

I love writing. It’s always been my outlet. I believe I got my first diary when I was 8 and started to write my first poems at 14, I believe. And I wrote in it a lot. But between work, life, surviving pregnancies, surviving losses, and just… adulting, keeping up with blogging felt more like a chore than an outlet.

Why I Left Blogging in the First Place

Life got heavy. And when life gets heavy, the “fun extras” are usually the first to go. For me, that meant this blog. I kept writing, sure, but mostly for LinkedIn, which, let’s be honest, is my business suit version of me. Clean, strategic, polished. It’s good (if I say so myself 😌), and it’s me but it’s not me me, not the soulful, spiritual, wavey me.

This space? This is where I can roll my eyes, tell the truth, share the mess and the beauty of it all. Somewhere between diary and digital legacy.

Why I’m Back Now (Hint: AI Helped)

Enter: AI.
Yep, ChatGPT is officially my co-writer. At this point, it knows how I think, speak, and sass my way through life. And that means I can finally write again without the OMG I need six hours of uninterrupted silence and a Caramel Frappuccino (which I can’t get any more since I up and moved to Suriname) pressure.

Blogging feels lighter now. Fun again. And I’ve missed it. So, I’ve updated the look (isn’t it more 2025?) changed my color scheme (included Sage green…IYKYK) and wrote 3 blogs that have been sitting in my drafts (including this one)

What This Blog Means To Me (and Hopefully to You)

Here’s the thing: I don’t just write for myself. I write because personal stories matter. They connect us. They make you feel less alone when you’re in the middle of chaos or heartbreak or figuring life out.

And maybe one day, when my twin girls are older and facing their own battles, they’ll read this and know:

• Mom struggled.
• Mom laughed anyway.
• Mom always had something to say and would not be silenced (sorry, girls).
• And most importantly — Mom always got back up, no matter what.

Quick reality check ->(Holy sh*t… I’m someone’s mom LOL…Scratch that, I’m 2 people’s mom…WHATTT)

That’s what I want this blog to be: a collection of stories, lessons, and rants that might just help someone else breathe easier for a minute.

What’s Next on According to Mey

So, what’s coming? Think:

• Real stories from real people.
  Because let’s be honest, my perspective is just one of many. If you’ve got a story you want to share, big or small, funny or heartbreaking, this is the place. You can choose to stay anonymous or put your name on it. Either way, it matters.
  
• My own life stories.
  Expect everything from motherhood (hi twins 👋), spirituality, religion, business, and the fun contradictions of being an introvert who everyone swears is an extrovert. Basically… the works.

It’s a mix of voices, diary, experiences, and life lessons with some side-eye humor because that’s just how I roll.

And yes I know, blogging is soooo 2015. But who cares. If this floats my boat, and yours, lets stay in this 2015 bubble.

So yeah, I’m back. Thanks for still being here. And if you’re new buckle up, because according to Mey, life is messy, beautiful, frustrating, hilarious, and worth writing about.

I’ve shared my messy return. Now I’m curious: if you feel like sharing, what’s your “I thought I was done, but here I am again” story? (Bonus points if it involves snacks, questionable life choices, or both).