Good morning Craughers and welcome to the first Faceless Friday of 2026. For those just joining us, Faceless Friday is a list of things that have rocked my face off the past week (in no particular order). My list of weekly gratitude and a moment for us all to reflect on the good things. Let’s begin.

Healing. I know I say this often, but since healing isn’t linear and there are about a million layers to it as well, I remain grateful for the new healing I have done in the past week. The finding of the core belief that I don’t deserve to be chosen because I was never chosen as a child. Not my safety, not my happiness, not me at all… so I internalized that to mean I was not meant to be happy. (So bogus) So, that led to a lifetime of me running around getting into relationships with people I absolutely had no business being with because I thought FOR SURE I could get THEM to chose me (shocker, they didn’t because an addict is an addict and a sociopath is a sociopath). So, I dug as deep into my memories as I could and found that first memory of feeling like I wasn’t being chosen and sat with that little girl. I went through my whole life sitting with each version of me that needed safety and nurturing and to feel chosen. We cried, we clung to one another, we healed. I truly am the woman I needed all those years and that rocks my face off more than I can say.

My Brothers. I am the oldest, and the only girl in the family until the cousins and my brothers had girls. My Grandfather used to say “Ah, there is my favorite granddaughter!” And I am embarrassed at how long it took me to actually be like… wait, I’m your only granddaughter. All of that to say I am not soft, in fact I have had to work pretty hard to become softer, but my brothers have ALWAYS treated me well (minus the bumps and bruises of some growth hear and there). When I tell you I am so fucking grateful and blessed to have both of them I cannot express that gratitude enough. To be loved and respected by them is to be known and valued as I am and all that we have been through. I am so fucking grateful we have made it this far because there were a lot of times I didn’t think that would happen. I am so glad our relationships have grown with us. And now I get special meals, songs, conversations and friendship like no other. They both rock my face off so much.

Manifestations. I have been working harder at streamlining my manifestations so I am clear and direct with what I want. One time in my twenties I manifested a whole husband based on looks and being “nice” and that’s exactly what I got. No depth, no passion, no… anything… just a “nice” blank pretty boy. Don’t get me wrong, he is nice, and very happy now with his nice new wife and family doing nice things. I am just not built for nice. I am fire and ice and need both in a mate and like having conversations where the other person has opinions. ANYWAY, back to manifesting. I am working more diligently at streamlining my manifestations and it’s been really fun exploring ways to talk with the Universe using positive language like “I am” instead of adding in words like “don’t, won’t, can’t”. Like a little brain puzzle of affirmations and manifestations. I have been working so hard and well at this that my eight year old has started drawing scenes from some of my visions, and one of my friends has started having dreams about the same scene. This year’s end of review is going to be WILDLY satisfying.

Okay let’s wrap it up since I stayed in bed longer this morning and didn’t get to writing this until later. Short list round up:

Coffee, hazelnut creamer, my eye healing (broken blood vessel for a month), not having to leave my house for the past week except to go to my Mom’s, steak and red potatoes, CHEESECAKE, not getting a tornado, learning new ways of healing and breathing, my kid being absolutely fucking hilarious, the animals, and YOU dear reader. Thank you for being here and always encouraging me to keep going.

All love. All ways. Always.

Craughing Girl