I’ve come to live with a strange paradox: I can have everything success, recognition, things people admire and still feel like I have nothing at all. On the outside, my life might look perfect. People might envy my achievements or the way I carry myself. They see only what I let them see, often a… Continue reading Everything feels heavy
Tag: anxiety
I wish I could’ve saved her
I wish I could’ve saved her sooner, Younger me.The one with big dreams and a soft heart.The one who believed everyone’s wordsExcept her own. I wish I would’ve had faith in little me.The girl who whispered promises in the dark,Vows to escapeVows to growVows to survive. I wish I would’ve listened to little me.She had… Continue reading I wish I could’ve saved her
The Day I Realized I Wasn’t Even a Second Thought
There’s a moment that splits your understanding of the world in two…the before and after. For me, that moment came with one sentence: “I’m tired of raising other people’s children.” I was the child. The one who lived in the house, who was there every day, who heard that sentence and knew it wasn’t meant… Continue reading The Day I Realized I Wasn’t Even a Second Thought
The Late Bloomer
I’ve come to understand something about myself. I’m a late bloomer. And I’m learning to make space for that truth, to honor it instead of hiding it. Sometimes I look around and see people moving forward in ways I once thought impossible. Colleagues graduating faster. Friends falling in love, starting families. Siblings building lives that… Continue reading The Late Bloomer
I Will Forever Wonder
I will forever wonderWhat it would feel like to be part of a familyThat loves each other without hesitation,Without condition, without cold silencesMasquerading as peace. A family where love isn’t earned by shrinking,By softening your voice, by folding into the cornersAnd hoping someone notices. A family where you don’t have to begFor time, for tenderness,… Continue reading I Will Forever Wonder
Breaking The Traditional Views of Life
You know the one—the mom, dad, siblings, a dog, and the house with the white picket fence. Why do we all strive for the same thing, just for it to fall apart? In my case, I lost my mom. Others lose their dad. Some are raised in completely different family structures. Some have no structure… Continue reading Breaking The Traditional Views of Life
I Should Have Listened
When God Said That Wasn’t for Me There’s a deep ache that comes with disobedience, the kind that doesn’t just bruise your heart but rattles your spirit. I’ve learned, the hard way, what it feels like to ignore God’s quiet whisper, when you press forward with something He already told me to walk away from.… Continue reading I Should Have Listened
I was once someone’s baby
I was once someone’s baby. Cradled in hopes and stitched into dreams, Their pride and joy, their golden light, The soft promise of better things. I was their future shining, sweet. A wish whispered into the night. The medal on a shelf of memories, The reason they chose to fight. But time, it slipped, as… Continue reading I was once someone’s baby
When I had no one to talk to
I didn’t have anyone to talk to about losing my mom. No one who really got it, what it does to you when the one person who was supposed to guide you through life is suddenly just… gone. I was young, confused, and heartbroken, but the world kept moving. And I kept quiet. Grief is… Continue reading When I had no one to talk to
Standing on the Shoulders of Giants
Everything I imagine, everything I create, isn’t just mine.It comes from the women who came before me. Those who looked like me, felt like me, and dreamed even when the world didn’t make space for their dreams.Their hopes live in me. Creativity runs through my blood.Both of my parents were artists in their own way.A… Continue reading Standing on the Shoulders of Giants