It’s literally the end of the year. Not the after-Christmas , fully shut-down, world-is-quiet part of the year — but close enough. Finals are done. The holidays have arrived. And I’m finally at a point where I can breathe for a moment, look around, and actually be realistic about where I am and what I need to do with my life. This year… This has been the worst year of my life. Not because everything fell apart — but because everything finally caught up to me. And now that I’m

It’s the start of a brand-new month, and while the world around me is still moving, I’m in the trenches. Deep. Emotionally, mentally, physically. But I’ve been here before—and every time I feel the weight, I remind myself: I have a plan . This blog is my honest check-in, and if you’re reading this, you’re getting the raw me. No filters. 💿 A Vision for My Music Career — Even in the Chaos I’ve made it clear in previous posts that one of my top goals is to get my music career o

Introduction: The Weight I Carry This year hasn't been kind to me. But honestly, I don’t think I expected it to be. What I did expect, though, was to make a choice and follow through — to either pursue school or dive straight into the workforce. That was the plan: be decisive, intentional, and take charge of my life. But if life has taught me anything, it's that plans rarely go as expected — especially when you're tired. And this year, I’ve been tired in a way that runs deepe

The Season of Overexposure Let’s just start here: I’m no longer afraid of being overexposed. Earlier this year, I used to panic at the idea of someone seeing my screen, reading my unfinished lyrics, scrolling through my folders filled with personal ideas and fragments of myself. But now? I’ve accepted that exposure is inevitable—especially if you want to do something real in this world. Especially if you want to make art, interact with people, or live a life that means someth

For real — why did I grow so soft? Yesterday was someone’s birthday. And truthfully, it was never my intention to reach out. I had cut...

Wow… I’m about to be 27. That’s wild. And if I’m being real, 26 felt like hell . Like everything came crashing down. Back to back. It’s...

It’s been four months since the election—since we ushered in a new president—and everything has felt off ever since. Maybe it’s just me....

Things are finally moving in the right direction, and I’m grateful. But I know that just because things are getting better doesn’t mean I...

I feel like the truth is— things are going to get worse before they get better . And I have to be prepared for all of that. I have to be...

I just feel so bad. I put myself in a bad state—and I know it. It happens when I give too much of myself to people who don’t deserve it....