Jazzi Mason

Hey old man, I know I don't say this enough but I'm super glad I accidentally made you a dad. You're welcome and I love you 🖤

Special s/o to Grandma for the quick father/daughter pics. Clearly understood the assignment 💁🏾‍♀️

I am thrilled, terrified, and extraordinarily humbled to share that the most magnanimous ( 😏) has agreed to be my Publishing Partner-in-Crime!

In a single moment together, you showed me the magic of belief and conviction forged together in a singular purpose. Thank you for trusting in me and allowing me to trust in you.

Now let's fu***ng goooooooo!

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My favorite poem coauthored by Hubs and ChatGPT 🙃🖤

In books, she pens worlds, her voice, a magic sway,
Her soul's an atlas, each journey, a brilliant ray.
Steadfast and unique, charting her own bright day,
In her mind's depths, my heart is led astray.
With every word she writes, with each new pathway,
I find my love deepening in every way.
She's my author, my traveler, my sunlit bay.

(advisory: only use AI to write your wife poems if she has to use it for work and thinks it's cute 😂)



[Real talk: AI could be a wonderful addition to many lives. Yet, like all creations, the impact is as much a reflection of how it exists in our world, as it is of the creator themselves.]

I haven't been sharing my life lately because I fear being judged harshly. I'm not so afraid of judgement from strangers (we're all judgemental in the face of our own desires and insecurities). It's judgement from the people you love the most that cuts the deepest. Leaves you bleeding confidence and hope. Remaining yourself even after "well-intentioned" cruelty requires a whole lot of armor. I'm a work in progress, trying to shed the weight of what everyone else thinks I should be.

Protect what makes you special. What makes you, you. 🖤