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Labubu and the Echoes of a Past Trend
Lately, Iโve been noticing the growing buzz around Labubu. I hadnโt heard anything about it up until recently. Sometimes, Iโm out of the loop when it comes to new trends. But apparently these collectible figures seem…
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Finding My Voice: A Blogger’s Story
When I first started this blog, I genuinely had no clue where I wanted to go with it.ย It’s been a desire of mine for a long time to start a blog. I…
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Coping with Emotional Spirals: Tools for Relief
Iโve had many moments throughout my life where I spiral out of control.ย ย Instead of facing my problems head on, I tend to absorb them.ย ย I lock them away into some compartment of my mind…
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Embracing Light: A Journey of Awakening
It was a sudden moment. A great awakening. On a morning where the weight didn't sit quite as heavy on my chest. The darkness consumed me, But the lightโ It crept in anyway.…
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Understanding Overstimulation: Signs and Solutions
There are days when the world feels like itโs turned the volume all the way up and no one else seems to notice but me. It starts small. Maybe the tab in my shirt…
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Living with Invisible Struggles
Most of the time, I appear fine on the outside. I greet people with a smile. I laugh when I need to. I hold conversations. But inside, Iโm a complete wreck. It feels like Iโm holding back a…
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Letting the House Be Messy
There was a time when a messy house would completely unravel me. Iโve always been the type who likes things organized. I like things clean, tidy, and accessible. It gives me a sense of calm when…
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I Had a Meltdown in the Mountains: What Camping Taught Me About Autism and Self-Acceptance
Could Portland Be Home? Last week, I flew to Portland to celebrate one of my best friendโs birthdays. Iโm no stranger to Portland. Most of my closest friends live there, and over time, it has…
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Iโm Learning to Love the Parts of Me That Donโt Shine
For a long time, I thought I had to be prim and proper to be admired. To be well-spoken and always composed. I believed that if I could just glow enough, if I could smile…
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The Way I Bloomed
I wasnโt planted in soft soil.I grew in the cracksโbeneath weight I didnโt ask to carry,through seasons I wasnโt ready for. There were days I curled inward,afraid of my own petals.Nights I mistook…
