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Fuck, I have more than I ever dreamed of.
I have a girl I love.
I have a brother.
I have a mom who loves me, even if she fucks up.
I have a dad who wants to be there for me…I look up at him.
Who is here for me. And I’m Ryke Meadows. I’m a free-solo climber. I’m a celebrity. I’m a fucking sober coach. I have an identity that’s mine. No one took it from me.
proud of people i haven’t met 😭
— 18 hours, 50 min ago
I have a girl I love.
I have a brother.
I have a mom who loves me, even if she fucks up.
I have a dad who wants to be there for me…I look up at him.
Who is here for me. And I’m Ryke Meadows. I’m a free-solo climber. I’m a celebrity. I’m a fucking sober coach. I have an identity that’s mine. No one took it from me.
proud of people i haven’t met 😭
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Jadyn Right
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I need air. The kind that bursts your lungs. The kind of jolt that sends your entire body reverberating with energy and electricity. I want to wake up. I’m tired of being in a half-sleep. Of seeing the world through a foggy lens.
— 18 hours, 48 min ago
Jadyn Right
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I wonder if there are too many outside forces pulling us apart for this to last. I’ll take each day as they come. Live in the moment with Ryke Meadows. If I ever die, I want that across my headstone.
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— 23 hours, 44 min ago
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Jadyn Right
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My phone buzzes for the seventh time. I read the caller ID: DAD. I contemplated changing the name to “Jonathan” a few times, but he’s still my father. No matter how much I wish that wasn’t the case.
hardcore fan of ryke
— 23 hours, 53 min ago
hardcore fan of ryke
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I want to pass, but a part of me wonders if it’s even possible to be that fearless girl again. Maybe too much has changed to go back.
daisy 💔💔
— Jan 17, 2026 05:43PM
daisy 💔💔
Jadyn Right
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I should have deleted my account a couple years ago, around the same time my family was thrust into the public eye—when my older sister’s sex addiction went public. But alas, I had a different theory about friends back then. Butterflies, rainbows, hearts holding hands—it was literally a PBS special in my brain whenever I thought about my friendships.
— Jan 17, 2026 05:11PM
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I have this theory. Friends aren’t forever. They’re not even for a while. They come into your life and they leave when something or someone changes. Nothing grounds them to you. Not blood or loyalty. They’re just…fleeting. I’m usually not this cynical, but I popped up Facebook this morning, my laptop resting on my bent legs.
— Jan 17, 2026 05:11PM
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I always ate the burgers when I was eleven. But when I was fifteen, I woke up, and I finally accepted that I was eating with a fucking monster. “I have nothing to say,” I told him. “Are you suddenly deaf now? How was your week? What’d you fucking do? It’s not that hard of a question.” He downed his scotch. “Ridiculous,” he muttered and pointed at me, a finger extending off his glass.
— Jan 17, 2026 04:36PM
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My dad sipped his scotch. “Your mom isn’t going to tell me how you are, and you won’t open your goddamn mouth to say more than monosyllabic words. So what am I going to have to do? Call strangers to ask about you? Your teacher? They’re going to think I’m a terrible fucking parent.” I glared at the table, not touching my chicken sandwich. I accepted the food when I was ten.
— Jan 17, 2026 04:35PM
