The house felt alive—its walls watching, the air heavy with dread. Then, in the dark, strange music began to play…

I think a lot of us want to look and feel our best, but sometimes… we just don’t know where to start. For me, it all began with quitting...

Modesty doesn’t mean hiding. I’m learning to embrace my femininity and feel beautiful—without fear or apology.

In this personal and honest blog entry, I reflect on life without social media, the joy and comfort my ducks bring, and an unexpected experience with social anxiety while out shopping. I open up about how I’ve changed over time—from being a social butterfly to someone who now feels uneasy in busy spaces. With my birthday just around the corner, I share hopes for the year ahead, including becoming a more grounded, feminine, and well-rested version of myself. This post is a mix