Aijah Monet

12/09/2024

pure poetry! i just followed the color. and it’s close enough to home to put myself in way of magic on sunday funday AND pick out the most cutie christmas tree 🌲

11/21/2024

my TED talk is get stronger and stronger with every move i make. i may actually manage to do every job to ever exist. i just want to do it all. and i just want to be so happy it’s stupid. i know that’s the point of life. and sometimes that means you have to change your mind or quit or dump someone. sometimes you have to start all the way over and it’s annoying, but you have to do what makes you happy even if that means temporary discomfort or loss. only you know what that truly is and if you’re not doing it you have to ask yourself why you don’t believe you deserve to commit your life to what lights you up. someone might answer their kids or they need money or xyz xyz xyz AND there are always xyz’s…infinite xyz’s AND…

all i’m saying is i don’t want to get to the end of my life jealous of or comparing my life to anyone else’s. i don’t want to get to the end of life wishing or wondering “what if” or “if only” absolutely f**k that. i gotta do all the stuff i want to do. sometimes i detest my inability to stick with anything, but that also makes me and my life so fun and exciting.

i can’t wait to tell my kids about the Maury Show and how i was drinking at 14 and sober by 26. it’s been a wild ride, but i think i know where i’m going now. i’m so grateful for every single experince and person i have met on all my life paths. i love you all!

10/22/2024

i’ve been painting

09/11/2024

09/11/2024

i believe so ❤️‍🩹

09/09/2024

🦪 enjoy your life as much as you can. it’s okay to be happy. it’s okay to feel

09/08/2024

your body knows you’re trying, so keep trying ❤️

09/05/2024

emotional eater summer 🍒 just aijah on substack ✏️

09/05/2024

good morning,

is there something i have not yet said? actively writing is interesting in the sense i am constantly writing. all sorts of things. but this internal tap on the shoulder is different. who? me? yeah, you! not for the brand, not for the audience, not for the past or the future, not for the poetry, but for this Thursday morning we’ve never had before.

i wake up so new each day i worry i have temporary amnesia. but, no. this is my love, my dog, my home, my couch, my face, my unruly hair, and coffee before water. i’m still me. me and just me. there’s this humble bug in me. a modest mouse and a sweet girl who just wishes to be. after a while, being “known” gets old. not for long, but as long as the mouse, the bug, and the girl are left behind with no one to play with, bored. i have a story for all of those things. especially, the mouse. i wonder if my older cousin remembers. i’m a storyteller, i’m an experiencer. a do and run and tell about it. a show off and show and tell fanatic. always have been, always will be.

read the rest, on emotional eater. link in bio

09/04/2024

September, Please Stay a Poem on substack 🔗 in bio