content warningthis piece contains discussion of emotional pain, abuse, and suicide.if these topics feel heavy for you today, please come back when you have space and support.you are not alone. some truths arrive slowly,through conversation,through observation,through the recognition of watching patterns repeat. this piece is not only my…
It wasn’t the kind of heartbreak you read about in teenage novels.There was no boy. No stolen kiss.No love letters tucked beneath my pillow. My first heartbreak came too soon,before I had the words for grief,before I understood that people don’t live forever. I was only a child…
Life on the road has a way of stripping everything back. With only the bare essentials packed into a car and the horizon as our guide, I felt lighter, not just in what I carried but in how I lived. Days unfolded to the rhythm of the earth….
On the 31st of December 2024, I said goodbye to the dog who shaped my life. Millie. My first dog out of home. My constant for over a decade. She walked with me through a third of my life, and somehow, it still does not feel long enough….
This space was never part of the plan. It emerged the way most sacred things do through grief, through love, through the courage to look within. For years, I lived in conflict with myself. Grieving what I had lost. Wearing armour I didn’t know I’d built. Trying to…