I write to live, I live to write
Writing is how I confront anger, pain, grief, sadness, but also joy, beauty and love. It’s how I make sense of life.
Dear Diary: On Self-Acceptance
April this year, was the first time I was truly accepting of the fact that there will be days (weeks) where I can’t bring myself to do anything, and that’s okay
My Year of Rest and Relaxation
Two weeks into the pandemic, I suffered an anxiety attack. I deleted slack and other messaging apps from my laptop, yet I still struggled to slow down.