When I was younger, I had a very specific image of what adulthood would look like. Spoiler alert: I was wrong. I thought it would be all freedom, independence, and knowing exactly what I was doing. Instead, I’ve found that being an adult is Googling random questions about vague symptoms and fighting with myself over…
Now that I’m almost 30, I’ve been reflecting a lot on my early 20s. It was a time filled with pressure—to succeed, to find love, to look a certain way, to have it all figured out. I remember feeling like I had to constantly prove something: that I was put together, capable, and ahead of…
Lately, I’ve been craving stillness. Not just the kind that comes from turning off notifications or taking a long bath—though those help. I’m talking about the deeper kind. The quiet that comes when we slow down on purpose and actually check in with ourselves. Somewhere between working full time, managing a house, chasing goals, and…
For as long as I can remember, I carried around the quiet, aching belief that I needed to be more to be liked. More outgoing. More fun. More attractive. I thought if I could just be a little funnier, a little skinnier, a little more interesting—then I’d finally fit in. I’d finally feel worthy. But…
I never expected that four letters—PCOS—would change my life so much. For years, I struggled with symptoms that I couldn’t quite piece together: irregular cycles, unexplained weight gain, fatigue, and a battle with infertility. I chalked it up to stress, diet, or just bad luck. But deep down, I knew something wasn’t right. The Long…