Two days. That’s really where I’m at mentally right now. Two more days until the FE exam, and honestly, I’m nervous as hell. I’ve worked hard for this. I’ve sacrificed sleep for this. I’ve sacrificed peace for this. And now that the exam is almost here, reality is finally settling in. It’s no longer “someday.” It’s no longer “next month.” It’s here now. Right in front of me. And I think that’s what makes this feel so heavy. There’s a difference between preparing for something

After I finished my finals back in April, I finally started feeling like my brain could breathe again. It honestly felt like I had survived something. The pressure from classes, assignments, deadlines, projects, expectations, and constantly feeling like I had to prove myself all at once—it was exhausting. But once finals were over, I noticed something important: my mind became quieter. Not perfect. Not peaceful all the time. But quieter. More stable. I finally felt like I cou

Let me take a step back for a second and really process what happened, because I think that’s the only way I can move forward properly. Late February was the turning point. That’s where things started to shift in a way that I didn’t fully understand at the time. I made a decision to reach out to someone that, deep down, I probably shouldn’t have reached out to. Not because they’re a bad person, but because of what that connection represented for me mentally. It wasn’t stable.

This month is a crucial month for me. I can feel it. There are moments in life where you realize that the direction you're going in will determine a lot of what happens next, and I feel like I’m standing in one of those moments right now. I have a lot that I want to accomplish, especially with my music and the things I’ve been creating. But more than anything, this month is about discipline and learning how to move properly with the time and energy that I have. Recently I tal

It’s the day after Thanksgiving, and instead of feeling full, warm, and peaceful, I’m sitting here realizing just how much of a mess I’ve made. Not just a literal mess — though that happened, and I’m not even getting into that — but an emotional, spiritual, and personal one. A mess that’s been building all year and finally hit me today. In the last few days, I’ve opened myself up more publicly than I ever have. I’ve told the entire world how I really feel about relationships,

I finally got a job. That alone should’ve been a huge win for March—and in a way, it was. I even joined a Bible study group, and one of...