We aren’t just born; we are downloaded. By the time you’re old enough to realize you have a choice, your mental filing cabinet is already stuffed with folders you didn’t …
I write from lived experience—carefully, intentionally, and with great respect for what it means to tell the truth without turning it into spectacle. My work explores discernment, faith, and the quiet decisions that change the direction of a life.
I am interested in what happens after awareness.
Still life & the ethical palette
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There is a specific kind of exhaustion that comes from maintaining a version of yourself that was designed by other people. It’s the weight of the “Proper Woman” folder. The …
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Ever feel like you’re screaming into a pillow, but the sound barely leaves your own ears? That’s the echo chamber of silence. It’s the invisible cage built around us, not …
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We all walk around with a mental filing cabinet. From the time we are toddlers, society, our families, and the world at large start handing us folders. They label them …
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I used to believe every boundary needed a backstory. Every no needed context. Every pause needed proof. Every choice needed to be softened so it wouldn’t inconvenience anyone else. I …
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There was a time when silence made me nervous. If things got quiet, I rushed to explain. To justify. To make myself legible before someone else could misunderstand me. Silence …