the burn book.

A young woman with blonde hair and bangs, wearing a black crop top and dark jeans, stands outdoors during sunset with a golden retriever dog beside her, in a desert landscape with mountains in the background.

written & silently screamed into a pillow by: sam lowe

trigger warning & disclosure:


if you came for sunshine & rainbows,
hit the back button now.
inside: trauma talk, abuse receipts, rage, grief, dark-humor coping, and the occasional middle-finger emoji.

✨🖕🏻✨

this is me navigating co-conspired collapse solo.

what this is (and what it isn’t)

  • personal narrative → first-person feelings, not sworn testimony.

  • strategic catharsis → my brain-dump, not a how-to manual, legal brief, or universal truth.

  • protected speech → opinion + lived experience, shielded by the First Amendment & anti-SLAPP statutes.

read if you choose.
and potentially, kindly—fuck off.

— sam lowe

for legal reasons, this is a vibe.

consider this your character development arc. you’re welcome.