Category: life

It’s funny really. When you tell people you have a broken leg, they will tell you to rest, to take it easy, and to follow instructions from your doctor. They might even offer to bring you groceries. But they most certainly won’t ask you to help them with theirs. Or to go for a run with them. Yet, when you tell people you are not ok emotionally, they won’t see the cast on your heart. It is that type of thing that is not easily visible. It requires a person to look into your soul. And most people are not…

I had just received this book – Home Body by Rupi Kaur, that my friend had sent me. Most of it resonates strongly with me, but I figured there’s one particular topic I need to write about. During my teen years and the majority of my twenties, I hung out mostly with guys. I found men in my life stable and I found interactions with them so much easier, void of unnecessary drama, flakiness, and conversations about shallow topics. I was lucky enough to meet certain men I got (and still get) to call friends. Those people literally saved my…

Do you ever stop and think about what you’d say to a 19-yo self if you were to encounter them again? Do you wonder what they would be thinking of YOU now? Did you let them down? Did you fulfill their expectations? Sometimes, I stop and pause. Then I have this conversation with her. I want to tell her to enjoy herself. To worry less and breathe more. Things WILL work out fine in the end. I’d tell her – you’ll turn into an independent woman, like you had always wanted. What I  wouldn’t tell her is exactly how much…

This summer I booked my very first solo vacation. Don’t get me wrong – I’ve traveled a lot on my own, mostly for work or visiting friends who live in other countries. I’m no stranger to sleeping alone in hotel rooms, wandering the streets of an unknown city, or having cringe-worthy conversations with Uber drivers. There’s a noticeable difference, however, between sitting in a lobby in a hotel downtown, surrounded by other lonely and tired people staring at their laptops, and going to a hotel on a beachfront where people come to enjoy themselves. This is what I’ve learned on…

When the lockdown started, a few of my friends asked me if I was spending the additional time writing. The question would always come as a shock, no matter how many times I’ve heard it before. The answer was always the same – to write, you need a cool head. Mine has been hot mess. The pandemic hit me hard. I won’t go into details here why I think that was so. What you need to know is that insomnia and anxiety came like a tornado. For months I had struggled with a few basic human activities, like sleeping, eating…