Inner Work
Journaling, self-awareness, and emotional clarity to meet yourself with compassion.
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I didn’t delete TikTok to be more productive. I deleted it to hear myself again.
What started as a tiny rebellion against the scroll became something more—an invitation to return to my own voice, rebuild creative trust, and make space for what actually wants to grow.
Somewhere between 26 and 32, I started shrinking my desires, believing I was too old, too late, too much. But I’m learning that wanting isn’t dangerous—and naming what we want is its own quiet rebellion.
I used to think life was about getting to the next station. Now I’m learning that the real magic is in the ride itself—and that the in-between might just be where we finally feel at home.
I thought journaling might help clear my mind, but I didn’t expect AI to help me see myself more clearly. In this reflection, I share how combining journaling with ChatGPT helped me uncover blind spots, challenge old patterns, and begin walking a softer, more intentional path forward.
I thought personal growth meant fixing myself. But real change began when I stopped spiraling inward and remembered my why. This is the night everything shifted.
I was going to try and write a list of 25 things I’ve learned in 25 years. But I scratched the whole thing because it didn't feel like me.
In Glasgow, I learned the difference between being alone and being lonely. Often, I am asked how I handle being alone on the road. In this post, I try to answer this question by discussing my experiences tackling these issues.
My childhood bedroom is now my office. A wooden desk sits where a twin bed once was, cameras and computers where Barbies once lived. Some days it feels like my past self is still here, just out of reach. This essay is about memory, leaving and returning, and what it means to live beside her again.