I keep asking myself who I’d be without the trauma. Without the loss, the foster homes, the abandonment, the versions of me that had to survive too early. This isn’t a polished answer. It’s me sitting with the question and not looking away.

I’m not documenting my life to perform it. I’m doing it so there’s proof I lived it, felt deeply, changed often, and survived the seasons I once thought would swallow me whole.

A late-night reflection on being a millennial, growing older, unlearning hustle culture, and realizing maybe we weren’t meant to have it all figured out—just to make space for the ones coming after us.

A low-pressure Valentine’s Day guide from a lesbian couple figuring it out in real time. No grand gestures or forced romance—just honest thoughts on how to enjoy the day in a way that actually feels good.

Thinking back on a moment I wish I’d shown up more confidently and realizing how often we shrink when we’re out of our element. This is about owning who you are in real time, taking up space, and letting yourself be seen.

I’ve always hated the question “where do you see yourself in five years?” This is me unpacking why it’s not about knowing the future, but about wanting something enough to set an intention — and finally answering it at 35.

I’ve spent my life feeling like my ambition and my brain were at odds. This is me unpacking what it’s like to be a Capricorn with ADHD and autism, unlearning burnout, and redefining what success actually looks like.

An honest, slightly unfiltered reflection on wanting to be known—not for fame, but for impact. Written right before my 35th birthday, this piece unpacks legacy, creativity, writing a book, and admitting the quiet hope that maybe something I make will last.