01/09/2026
January 5th was my birthday, and day 14. 🎂 I’m a bit behind on updates.
Still healing, still here.🩵
The warm messages, check-ins, and well wishes have meant more than I can explain— thank you for holding me through this chapter.
I’ve had a lot of people ask how they can help while I’m in the hospital. If you’re able and want to, I have an Amazon wish list linked with comfort and necessity items that would really support me right now. No pressure at all-presence and kindness matter just as much.
Grateful for every kind word, every share, and every bit of love. Feeling deeply supported, and I don’t take that lightly.
Half a month since I got admitted.
Fifteen days of hospital lights that never turn off, monitors beeping like background noise to your thoughts, and time stretching in strange, uneven ways.
This wasn’t on the vision board.
I spent the holidays here. I spent my birthday here. And I learned-very quickly-that healing doesn’t ask for permission or good timing. It just shows up and demands your attention.
Some days are progress. Some days are just survival. Both count.
I’ve learned how strong you have to be to rest. How brave it is to ask for help. How quiet resilience actually is when no one’s watching.
If you’re still here with me-checking in, sending love, holding space from afar-thank you. Truly.
Community isn’t always loud. Sometimes it looks like consistency, kindness, and peoplenot disappearing when things get uncomfortable.
I’m still Mandi Raven.
Still healing. Still listening to my body. Still standing, even when the standing looks like sitting still and choosing to stay.
One day at a time. 🩵🦋✨
