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Scribbles from a soul who almost gave up, but didn’t. For a long time, I carried a quiet knowing: That […]

…and the strange peace that follows For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a mother. Not

For the first time in years, I’m dreaming again. Not just the fleeting kind you forget before your feet hit

There was a time when reading my own words made me cry. I would come across fragments of my past—scribbled

For most of my life, emotions were either hidden, swallowed, or numbed. Not because I didn’t feel—but because I felt

Healing the Need to Hurt Myself to Feel Worthy For a long time, I thought love had to be earned.

Learning to Let Go of Bingeing, Starving, and Self-Punishment For a long time, food was never just food to me.

For the longest time, I thought I just had bad habits. I thought I was lazy. I thought I was

We all have regrets. We’ve all hurt people—sometimes without meaning to, sometimes because we didn’t know how to do better.

Healing isn’t linear. It’s messy, humbling, confusing, and sometimes so quiet that you wonder if anything is even happening at