Photos don’t just hold memories, they reflect the parts of us we’ve cherished, avoided, or quietly outgrown. This essay explores how revisiting old images helped me see the past with clarity and begin to let it go.
What if visibility isn’t about standing out, but about showing up as you are? This piece explores why so many of us perform instead of simply existing, and what it takes to shift from being liked to truly being seen.
Freeze up when it’s finally time to create? This post is for sensitive, creative minds overwhelmed by their own vision. Who crave a softer, more sustainable way to begin again.
Burnout doesn’t always roar. Sometimes, it whispers. This essay is for the quiet ache, the creative drought, and the soft return to what makes you feel like yourself again.
After 2 years of solo living, I moved back into a shared flat and discovered something unexpected: connection, visibility, and a deeper understanding of what it means to feel truly at home. This is a story about loneliness, growth, and redefining adulthood.
