Category: identity

I’ll keep showing up

Fourteen years ago, I started a blog with absolutely no plan. No content calendar.No brand strategy.No “voice and tone” guide approved by a committee of people who say things like “circle back.” Just vibes. And yet, here we are. Fourteen years later. Still typing. Still observing. Still mildly […]

Because yes, I  gift things

Somewhere between “please give me grace” and “please give me a break,” there exists a tiny linguistic battlefield where adults with too much time on their hands argue about whether you can gift someone something. And I would just like to say, as a licensed user of words […]

Defeated Is a Decision

“You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated.” There’s something almost quietly defiant about that line from Maya Angelou. Not loud. Not performative. Just steady. Because let’s be honest, defeat shows up. Regularly. Uninvited. Sometimes dressed as rejection, sometimes as loss, sometimes as the slow […]

Parallel Universe Me Needs to Get a Hobby

So apparently, the internet has decided that not only do parallel universes exist (fine, physics, do your thing), but there’s also another version of me out there controlling me. Like I’m some kind of emotional marionette. Or worse, a cosmic voodoo doll. Somewhere, allegedly, Alternate Me is sitting […]

The Character Just Disappeared

There is a very specific kind of existential betrayal that happens sometime between 1:12 a.m. and “I definitely didn’t mean to fall asleep.” You’re watching a show.Something dependable. Structured. Predictable. Let’s say Law & Order. There are rules here: 1. There is a crime2.  There are detectives3. There […]