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I used to think love was supposed to hurt a little. That maybe the highs were only that good because the lows nearly broke me. I called it passion. I...

There’s this thing that happens to people like us. People who feel deeply. People who lead with softness even when the world teaches us to harden up. Somehow, we attract...

There are days I wake up and immediately feel behind.Behind in love.Behind in success.Behind in healing. It’s like life sprinted forward without me, and I’m left tying my shoes on...

I’ve mastered the art of leaving before I’m left. It’s not something I’m proud of, but it’s something I do damn well. People tell me I’m guarded. Cold, even. But...

There was a time I would’ve done anything to make him stay. I bent. I broke. I swallowed the pain and made excuses for things that had no business being...

I used to think that “reconnecting with your inner child” was some woo-woo nonsense people with too much time and a therapist said to sound deep. I pictured someone sitting...

Father’s Day used to hit different. Not in the sentimental, grilled-steaks-and-happy-memories kind of way, but in the gut. In the ache. In the “what about me?” silence I never spoke...

I used to think healing had to be loud. That it had to look like vision boards, 5 a.m. workouts, green juice, and perfectly curated routines. That if I wasn’t...

Let’s just say it out loud—healing is messy.It’s not some glowing sunrise yoga session followed by journaling with a turmeric latte. Sometimes, it’s waking up at noon after crying yourself...

There’s a weird kind of silence that hits when you finally stop running.Not the peaceful kind. Not at first.It’s the kind of silence that makes your body twitch because you’ve...

There’s a certain kind of love that makes you feel alive.The kind that lights you up from the inside. It makes your heart race, your skin buzz, your thoughts spin....

I used to second-guess myself over everything—from the way I worded a text message to the gut feeling I had about someone who later broke my heart. I silenced my...