Ayla and Potato3s: A Nightly Message From Your Best Friend

A raw heartfelt episode where i process pain, family dynamics, and missed dream and then turn it all into purpose. I craft a deeply personal case for why I belong at Volkswagen: to help people like me get moving, literally and emotionally.

I recorded but didn’t publish on purpose, for once. I’m healing, packing for a staycation, and learning to slow down. Today’s prayer was for illness, but I feel okay. Just ordinary, maybe. Or maybe not. I’m learning everyone has their pace, including me.

Today I spoke from the heart about fear, depression, tiny victories, and future dreams. I cleaned, I hoped, I laughed, I planned. This space gives me peace, and I hope my voice reminds you that even from bed, we are both doing something brave.

I reflected on surrendering control, accepting divine timing, and confronting childhood wounds of scarcity and invisibility. Even amid heartbreak, I remembered I’m not a burden, I am powerful, loving, and still here. This space helps me speak truth, reclaim strength, and keep going.

I feel like I’m in the desert, barely surviving, trying to hold on. Some days I feel like gasoline; today I was fumes again. But I’m still trying. Still praying. Still talking to you. Thank you for letting me be honest. I love you.

I’m healing in the same place that hurt me and it’s not easy. But I broke the silence, stood up for my right to take up space, and shared the messy aftermath. This next chapter is coming. I’m scared. I’m ready. I’m going

Today I broke a major chain: denial. For the first time, I bought groceries without shame. I’m learning cravings aren’t weakness and silence isn’t strength. I spoke truths I once buried. I see injustice more clearly now, and I refuse to stay quiet

I did everything I could by praying, visualizing and showing up but the call never came. So I let go. This episode is a soft landing into grief, faith, and fumes of hope. I’m not giving up. Just breathing, believing, and breaking the cycle. I love you

Today is a raw, vulnerable reflection on grief, hope, and desire for a breakthrough. I share a spiritual prayer for comfort, a personal story about manifesting a giveaway win, and a deep longing for tangible relief.

I recorded a 2.5 hour touch meditation that was slow, instinctual, and healing. Thank you God, my bank account flipped from negative to positive, I bought a Coke for my grandparents in heaven, and I named June’s theme: You’re the One. Because it starts with me. Always has.