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I did not process the breakup right away. December was too full. The holidays were overwhelming and I was holding on to my manuscript like it was the only steady thing I had. I kept moving because I had to. I did not give myself the time to sit with what ended. Now that things… Read more
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I would have accepted a no, a maybe next time, even a tired emoji. What hurt was the absence of basic courtesy. Being left on read in a shared space feels like being erased mid-sentence. This moment clarified something I’ve been circling for a while. I’ve been meeting people with thoughtfulness while quietly accepting avoidance… Read more
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Lately, I have been sitting with the idea that expectation often grows in the same places where effort has been quietly given. I tend to show up fully, in my work, in my presence, in the way I create for people. Time, energy, intention. These are not casual things for me. I often give them… Read more
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I cringe when my old self romanticized time machines. I used to believe that going back would fix what went wrong, as if love only needed better timing or a second try to become whole. I thought the past was something I could revisit and rearrange, not something I needed to grieve. What we forget… Read more
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Eighteen years ago, a car accident almost erased this life. If luck wasn’t on our side, I wouldn’t have grown older, met people who changed me, lost some, loved some, healed, broken, started over, or learned how to sit with my own thoughts at 3 a.m. That day became a quiet dividing line. Before it,… Read more
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When history says, “Watch out when you’re only visible in the quiet rooms.” I learned something about myself recently. I still flinch at comparisons, even when I know better. Put two moments side by side and my mind starts assigning value like it’s a reflex. Louder feels better. Shinier feels chosen. Old software, still running in… Read more
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A love that costs you your peace eventually asks for too high a price. Familiarity is not safety. Read more
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I woke up from a sleepover having achieved zero hours of sleep. Two months in and somehow I penned plus three more to my list of favorite girls. They all share a strong connection to music. I don’t. It’s just interesting to watch people who already know each other well move through conversations. Simbang Gabi… Read more
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Today, I listened. As stories unfolded, I realized how much has been happening around me without my noticing. Conflicts, tensions, small storms that never reached my door. For a moment, it felt like I had missed something. Then I understood that maybe I hadn’t missed anything at all. There is a quiet gratitude in realizing… Read more
This is my bubble.
