It’s strange how this question doesn’t come from curiosity, it comes from a kind of tiredness. Not physical tiredness, something deeper than that. The kind that builds quietly over time when things don’t line up the way you thought they would. You grow up with this loose belief that being…
You keep thinking life will slow down and give you another chance when you are more ready, more confident, more sure of yourself, but that never really happens because the biggest moments usually arrive in the middle of confusion, in the middle of stress, in the middle of days that…
I’ve lost count of how many times someone has said they’re proud of me and I smiled, said thank you, and then went home feeling like i did something wrong . It’s not that I don’t appreciate it. It’s that something inside me doesn’t let those words land. I hear…
