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16 Years in LA and i’m fucking tired.
i recorded this episode at the beginning of august, right after my birthday and right around officially hitting 16 years of living in los angeles.
and there is absolutely no filter on this one.
i recorded the entire episode while hiking to the hollywood sign with roo. we had no water, no plan, had never done this hike before, and honestly had no fucking clue where we were going.
i was in full rage mode and needed to get out of my head. i needed to move. i needed to do something i had never done before. so i grabbed roo, hit record, and started walking.
this isn’t a polished reflection after i’ve had a few months to process everything. this is me IN it. venting. crying. angry. confused. exhausted. and completely fucking over it.
i talk about my dating life and what transpired with someone i dated for a few months. the love bombing. the lies. the avoidant behavior. the mixed signals. the promises that didn’t match the actions. i talk about long-distance dating, what i thought it could be, and what i learned it absolutely should not be.
mostly, i talk about being tired.
tired of dating. tired of games. tired of trying to decipher what someone actually means. tired of showing up for people who don’t show up for me. tired of accepting words without actions behind them. tired of wondering whether asking for communication, consistency, and care is somehow asking for too much.
but this episode also catches me at this really strange turning point.
i had just gotten back into surfing. i met an all-girl surf group and started getting in the water again. i was trying new things. doing things that scared me. finding pieces of myself again that had absolutely nothing to do with dating or whether some guy wanted me.
and then there i was: hiking toward the hollywood sign with my three-legged husky, no water, no plan, completely fucking pissed off, talking into a microphone.
this episode is messy because i was messy.
there’s no lesson neatly wrapped up at the end. there’s no “everything happens for a reason.” there’s no pretending i was completely healed or above any of it.
this is what it sounded like while i was going through it.
the real sam. heartbroken. pissed off. vulnerable. fucking tired. and slowly starting to remember that my life is so much bigger than the person who hurt me.
surfing. girlfriends. roo. los angeles. trying something new. getting back in the water. climbing a fucking mountain.
welcome to year 16.
15 Years in LA
hosted by Sam Adler
(because its catchy and i dont think i want to change the title every year)
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