feisty mind

Between reality and imagination, I am many things: an aspiring author, a mother, a sportswoman, an ambitious corporate professional. This is not a perfectly curated life — it’s messy (and I hope you enjoy it) — because some of us weren’t built for still waters.

Here is where I lay it all down: the questions that haunt me, the quiet truths that won’t let go, the books that change me, the words that keep me awake at night, and the worlds I long to live in.

Feisty mind. Restless soul. Always moving toward the next chapter.

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  • Old wounds

    Duran Duran – Come Undone The song that opened the gates to more unprocessed childhood trauma. Eventually, one day in my life I will get to the bottom of it. I will process everything that happened and stop crying about it. But today is not that day, it seems. This lovely show from the 90s…

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  • Out of the confort zone

    I hate it with all my being — the waiting, the buildup, the excruciating preparation. The more space I give it in my head, the bigger and uglier it becomes. So I try to downplay it. I tell myself it’s not a big thing, that it’s fine. But then the anxiety settles in anyway, staying…

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  • One word

    I feel his eyes on me, again.It has been a habit since we started working together, even amid the crowded room where we heatedly debate this merger.I keep the silence as my weapon. I lean forward with my elbows on the table, slightly biting my fingers, while I wait for some kind of truce between…

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  • The time time words words issue

    Life happens even when you don’t have the time for it.It’s unfair how much more time I would need for all that I want to do. It’s unfair how much I still struggle with it. Life has been happening—a good life, with other projects and other type of work. Meaningful work, nonetheless. But still, no…

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  • An essay on love

    You have to make peace with the fact that, sometimes, people don’t do it on purpose. They can love you and still hurt you, not because of you or something you did, but because of their nature. And although they can still love you, I wonder if they love you less. If that is the…

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