This archive holds reflections on relationships, leadership, identity, and the inner narratives that quietly shape how we show up in the world. It’s a space for poetry, essays, and embodied truth-telling—for unlearning what no longer fits, while honoring what always has. Here, creativity is medicine, self-expression is leadership, and presence is the practice. This is your invitation to embrace “Un-Broken Living.”
In one door, told what’s “wrong with you,” out the next, told what’s “broken within you,” and in another to purchase your pills. The louder the internal conflict, the more muted the external manipulation becomes. The more full the “doctor’s” books, the less care and attention can be offered, and the more can be charged. If the doctor’s unsure, then surely there’s a high-ticket test that can determine the cure.
What do you do when the memories play on loop and the voices of those that hurt you are dialed on high? How do you move on, when your brain and body are hooked on holding on?
When this began, I didn’t know what an “influencer” was. The meanings of “follow,” “like,” and “hashtag” weren’t part of my vernacular, and 2 p.m. was just an empty space between personal training clients. When this began, I also lived in fear of dementors dominating my daily life.
Humans have a deeply rooted anthropological need to connect—to be part of a tribe, to belong, and to know we’re not alone. Without meaningful support systems, we consciously or subconsciously wither.
Enter social media: a global platform for connection. What once required physical proximity and cultural overlap now happens in real time across borders. But with great connection comes great responsibility—and consequences.
The greatest leaders are not the ones who lead for the sake of leading. They vehemently resist the lure of a nameplate, a corner office, or profit at the cost of the people they’re tasked with guiding. They feel an inexplicable pull to nurture, mentor, and amplify the growth of others — not because it benefits their résumé, but because it’s who they are at the core.
I was about four years old, my parents had divorced and Mama took to the keys of her piano with different tone. She’s always been a dreamer, artist, and entrepreneur. Her most valuable role was that of “mom.” This just wasn’t the solo act she had imagined.
What’s up?! I’m Mac Brazina—mental health writer, coach, and speaker with a firm belief that no one’s broken, we’re just stories mid-edit. When I’m not deep in session with clients or dismantling stigma one word at a time, you’ll catch me nose-deep in a book, upside down on a yoga mat, or head-banging like it’s my cardio. I live for loud music, real talk, and quality time with my ride-or-die people.
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